"Three more officers leaving team later today. Just wanted to warn you. Please stay."
Dally dropped her arms and turned to crawl back in bed. Those officers had been the ones to rally the rest of the team just last week. They'd been through countless wars, tough ones, and vowed to stick together. As a team. As a family. The team had fallen in the ranks, but the officers encouraged everyone to stay and rebuild. Now even they were leaving.
Dally stared at the ceiling for a while, then she got dressed and went to the training hall. She wanted to wait for the soon-to-be former team mates to come and say their good byes.
They just left.
Those who were left behind vented their frustration, hurt and anger. For Dally it was mostly anger, she was too hurt to be sad. But leaving was not an option. There was nowhere else she wanted to go, nowhere else she wanted to be. Except out of the training hall. She slipped out silently and climbed up the side of Volos' perch and sat. Volos inched cautiously toward her, his head bent down so he could gage her reaction to his presence. She laughed and put her hand out to him. Volos placed his muzzle in her palm, and she began to cry. While unsure of the situation, Volos let her wrap her arms around his neck as she sobbed. He gently rested his head on her shoulder and tried not to do anything to make her cry more.
Once it seemed she'd cried all of the fluid out of her body, she slowly unwrapped her arms and placed her hands on either side of Volos' face. The dragon nuzzled her cheek, telling her he was glad she'd stopped crying. Dally gave a short laugh and kissed the top of his muzzle.
"That's what you get for waking me up, my friend."