The Spikey Trail

It didn’t take long for his sister to pull her attention from the roots and plants that had interested her. He felt a spike of interest of his own, wondering what she had found. He opened his mouth to ask her, and then the funny spiked creature was moving again. His attention distracted, he pounced another few steps forward. There was just… so much to see, and explore, and do! It was hard to keep track of one thing at a time.


Ursa was at his side in moments, and he moved his still-developing wing to lay over her. Like his father did with them all the time. His wing was still terribly small, but then, so was Ursa and Wylan. “Think we should touch it? I want to touch it!” He whispered. He wanted to know what those funny spikes on his back felt like!

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