!!PART 2!! https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1287602676/ !! !!PART 3!! https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1297602716 Prologue. The sky was clear in Cohean Desert. The sun shone brightly on the desert landscape, not one single cloud in the sky, the sound of a rushing river filled the air. A small rabbit rested near the river, a clean white fur covering the rabbit like a winter coat. The sound of a g/nshot rang through the air as the rabbit dropped dead. A boy, around 17 years old lowered his gun and walked over to the dead rabbit and picked it up, hooking it on his belt. He sheathed the g/n in his holster and unhooked his waterskin and dipped it in the freshwater river. He slung it over his shoulder and got back on the road. He found his way back to the fading trail in the vast desert.
Chapter 1 I opened the door to my small cabin in the valley, my shepherd following closely behind me. I broke off a piece of jerky and threw it to him. He caught it and ran off to his small cot in the wooden cabin. The armour is cool to the touch as I lift it over my head. The chestplate fits perfectly, showcasing my blacksmith work. My hands were steady as he secured his armour. He gave a goodbye to his shepherd, Bluestar, and walked out shutting the door. I whistled a peculiar tune, the wind picked up and with a rumbling shockwave when landing..the light blue dragon's wings folded as he landed. “Ready to ride Relonikiv?” I asked, walking over and setting up the saddle on the familiar dragons back. I got my answer, Relonikiv roared, the ground shaking. “Calm down ya’ big softie! You're gonna knock down the mountains. “ I mounted the dragon, adjusting to the leather saddle. I grabbed the harness and pulled the 2 sides over my shoulder, I tied the rope tightly. “Ready [ancient language](child)?” asked Relonikiv. “Ah, you talk again?” I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm. I rolled my eyes. Relonikiv had been ignoring me after a little mix up, in the ancient language. “Up we go!!” . Relonikiv flapped his scaly wings, the trees bending backwards at the power of the wind.
