But, more importantly, what they’d gained. Trust. Loyalty. Family.
They’d be moving up to Plat Four in mere hours. She smiled as she thought about what it would be like if they ended up with Obsi’s team in that league.
And, speaking of Obsi, she thought as she turned off her screen and grabbed her cape, it was time to go and visit her overly worried sister and help her devise a plan to help her get the level she needed in order to do well in the upcoming feeding event.
What in the world was the PG thinking?
To start and end the season?
No one had predicted that. Well, at least not her anyway. And Obsi was not taking the shift in strategy very well and had demanded guidance from her sister.
As if she’d even need to ask, much less demand, Dally thought.
Dally shook her head as she descended the stairs and entered her sunlit base. She waved to one of the guards, who bowed and quickly entered the training den. She crossed over to the den and was met by the guard and Draco. The dragon let out a mighty roar at the sight of his girl, whom he’d protected and been protected by for many years, and smiled as he rested his chin on the ground. Dally hugged the giant red dragon’s muzzle, and climbed up on his nose and walked down his back to her saddle. Draco glanced over his shoulder to make sure his girl was seated before he took off.
As they flew toward Obsi’s base, Dally came to the realization that:
At the end of the day, or the event, or the season, all you have is Trust, Loyalty and Family. If you don’t have any, or all, of those things, it’s time to move on.
And I’m not going anywhere.