Amber waited a long time before heading out to the lake with Cliché bouncing behind her. "Moon!' She shouted as Moon got closer to Jax. Moon snapped his head and fled to her Amber started running and picked up Cliché jumping on he went straight up and fled in the other direction, turning him around they went back to their camping site. "Go give Jax a lift home, boy!" Moon flew off to go and do that. Amber lit the fire and Cliché lay down next to her.
Sratled when the dragon changed directions, he watched curiously as Moon looped back around. Climbing onto his back, Jax held tight to Moon's smooth scales, and slipped off, landing on the ground in front of his house. "Thanks Moon!" he called out as the dragon left.
Jake stepped into his house, lay down, and tried to fall asleep unsuccessfully. Around two in the morning, he rubbed his eyes and went outside. The air was cold, and he saw a wisp of smoke out by the lake. Smiling, for he thought he knew who it was, Jake grabbed a bag of marshmallows, a few chocolate bars, and a box of graham crackers. Whistling for Az, he mounted the dragon and flew to Amber's campsite. Sharpening sticks to roast the marshmallows on, he cut himself with his knife. He winced and bit his lip to keep from crying out louder than a soft whimper. It was enough to wake Amber, however.
Amber heard noises and took one of the sticks. Packing up her stuff quietly, she sent Moon and Cliché back home with her stuff. "Who's there?" she called out into the woods.
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