Literature
Dragon TG TF Chapter 5.
"Up and at em boys and girls!" shouts Vashriel, bursting through the metal door and scaring me half out of my skin. Twilight is slower to wake though, just like I used to be. "The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and it's a wonderful day to be alive!"
Vashriel is carrying an enormous leather saddle over his shoulder that looks like it weight a hundred pounds, and outside I see his dragon Chaff already harnessed up. He throws the bulky thing onto the ground in front of me.
I ask, in a good mood from a good night's rest.
"Nope," says Vash with a smile. "Can't afford to feed ya, you're gonna have to catch your own breakfast later. Twil