WoaD: Chapter Ten

Wings of a Dream:

Chapter Ten:


There was something nagging at me.

Brom, do we even have the supplies to get to Yazuac in one shot?

He didn't answer immediately, instead he dug around in his packs.  I could see the frustration in his actions.

No, I didn't grab one of my packs, we'll have to make a side stop.

Well, isn't Therinsford around here close?  It'd also be a good place to look up info as to the lair of the Ra'zac, I've got my score to settle with them, and I'm sure that Eragon wants blood.

Brom nodded, I bet, he was pretty upset about his home and his family.  It's a good thing that his cousin was out of town.

At least he has family left, and Saphira.

Brom and Eragon continued on beneath Saphira and I, I supposed that Brom was passing some information as to dragons or the Riders.

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I flew silently for a while, letting myself get caught in flying.  I drifted off in my mind, keeping a light watch on the road, mainly so I didn't lose Brom or Eragon.  I was jolted out of my reverie by Saphira.

You ok?  You kind of look lost.

Huh?  Oh just thinking.

What about?  You looked pretty happy.

My first flight.  This is a magical experience to me Saphira, I lived twenty two years as a human, longing for the sky, and when I became a dragon, I knew that I would have it.  My first flight was, freeing, to say the least.  I finally had part of what I always wanted.

Part?

Flight was only one part of my dream, the rest, is unimportant right now.

She looked back toward the two Riders below us and snorted.

He should be riding me, not walking like some common human.

I chuckled, He is human remember, and I was once too.  Besides, didn't your scales cause the injuries on his legs?  He needs a saddle before he can ride you.

She snorted again, Still...

I had a sudden idea, Hey Brom?

What?

Is there any way to get a saddle made for Saphira?  She would rather fly than watch you two walk.

She cannot carry us both, but a saddle is possible, I will try to get the materials to make a light one in Therinsford.

She'll be happy to hear that.

I relayed the information to Saphira, who then became very excitable.  I watched in amusement as she performed various aerial acrobatics.

Don't wear yourself out, it's a long drop from up here.  I said with some amusement.

I'm just glad that he'll be riding me instead of walking the whole way.

I wouldn't count on that, Brom has no dragon, and he needs to train Eragon in swordsmanship.

She stopped looping and glared at me.  You had to ruin the moment didn't you?

I grinned, It's my thing.  You realize that he has to learn to ride on you anyways, right?

She returned to her antics, causing me to laugh even more.

Beneath us I noticed a little town.

We should land nearby, just in case, stay low and follow me.

I dove toward the ground and rocketed toward the town.  I picked a spot that was just out of sight of the walls, but close enough in case trouble arose.

Fayathon, I'm headed into town with Eragon, we'll return with the supplies, where are you?

We'll be to the west of the town, near enough to the gates.

Thanks, stay there unless we call.

Can do.  I laid down and got comfortable, I figured it would be a while.

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I had dozed off, but awoke with a start, I could tell something was off.

Brom, what's up?

Some idiot is charging us to cross the bridge into town.  Give me a minute.

I waited for him to contact me again, and when he did he was elated.

That idiot had so much money on him, this will make things much easier.

You killed him?

No, just cut his purse.

I chuckled, that was a smart move, even if I didn't approve of stealing.

I bet he's pissed.

I heard him laugh over the link, You could say that.

Saphira cocked her head, What's so funny?

Brom pulled a nasty little surprise on a common thief.

Oh?

Let's just say money isn't going to be a problem for a bit.

I laid my head back down, and promptly fell back asleep.

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Fayathon?  FAYATHON!

My eyes snapped open, WHAT!?

Saphira cringed, Not me, I think it's Brom calling.

Brom, what do you want?

We've got horses, and supplies, where are you?

I told you west of town

I'm having trouble finding you, you're a little tough to locate.

I sighed, Fine, here's another.

I sent him a mental flash of our location.

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About half an hour later, they both rode into camp.

So, how was town?

Brom hopped off of his new horse and started to set up camp, he looked really happy.  “We've acquired these horses for the trip-”

Saphira interrupted him with a snort and a large cloud of smoke, Eragon will be riding me, not some common farm animal.

I chuckled, she obviously didn't recall what I had said earlier about Eragon needing to train.

Brom glared at her. “As I was saying we have horses, enough supplies to last us a while, and I got a fair price on some leather.  He won't be able to ride you all of the time Saphira, I have things that I must teach him on the ground, and that's much easier when he's actually on the ground.”

Eragon's face paled.

Are you afraid to ride your own dragon Rider? I asked somewhat bemusedly.

“You would be too, if your first flight was as bad as mine was!”

I recall a lot of falling on my face when I was learning, and long drops really hurt, be thankful she didn't try to fly with you on her back the first time!

You have to ride on me sometime little one, it is your duty as a Rider.

Eragon shuddered.

I think it may be wise to wait until his legs heal though, no sense in irritating them further.

Saphira snorted again, more smoke billowing out of her nostrils.

Eragon cocked his head, “Brom, why can't she breath fire?”

She's not old enough, my first flame came shortly after my sixth month.

Brom hadn't even looked up, he was busy unrolling the leathers that he had gotten in town.  “Saphira, I need to get measurements on you, please hold still.”

He took a few measurements and set to cutting the leather into the pieces of a rough saddle.

“Eragon, you may want to pay attention, you'll have to do this yourself one day.”

Brom and Eragon got to work on the saddle, or rather Brom got to work, Eragon was watching intently.  I watched lazily, as I really didn't care, I wouldn't be wearing a saddle for anyone, if I could avoid it.

“So she's not old enough?”

I wasn't really paying attention, so it took a second for what he said to register in my mind.  I glanced over, Nope, she's got a little while left until she can.

I curled up, I figured we didn't have much to worry about.  Brom was finishing the saddle up as the sun started to dip below the horizon.  Saphira was twitching with excitement when they finally finished with it, she was eager to fly with her Rider.

“Alright, let's see how this fits.”  Brom stood up and walked next to Saphira.  She stood up so he could get the saddle on properly, it fit, but I could tell it was a bit loose.

“I've made it a little loose so that you will be able to grow a bit before it needs to be replaced, it fits well for not having the proper tools on hand.”

Thank you Brom, now little one, how about a flight?

Eragon's face paled.

Maybe tomorrow Saphira, it's late, and I really don't want to have to catch him when he falls.

I honestly didn't think Eragon could have gone paler, but he did.

She snapped at me, You have a horrible sense of humor, you know that right?

Yeah, I try.  I redirected my attention to Eragon.  She won't drop you, just trust her, but still I would avoid flying until tomorrow, but that's just me.

Fine, we will wait one tonight, but that is it.

I chuckled  and whispered to Eragon, I don't think you have much choice in this, my friend.

Saphira glared at me, What's so funny?

Oh, nothing.  I curled up to go to sleep, while Brom and Eragon set up camp and ate.