“You did not just tell me where and when I can fly, Dante.” Smoke puffed from his nostrils, a sure sign his dragon was becoming riled.
“It’s only for the 4th of July celebration and fireworks display, Erol. I think you can manage to stay on the ground for a few hours.”
“I am dragon! The sky is my domain…no one shall keep me from her!” He would kill any man or beast that thought to force him from the air.
“Be calm my dragon friend and think this through. More humans seem to be drawn to Talbot’s Peak celebrations. They are good for the economy, but a trial for the shifters. The last thing you need is for the existence of the pyr to become exposed. Every dragon out there would be put in danger. Your brethren hunted to further extinction. Is a singular night of flying worth the lives that hang in the balance?”
“Damn you, Dante!” Fire leeched from his nose, his eyes turned reptilian. His friend was right, but it did not settle the dragon’s needs. “This town was supposed to be a place of safety for shifters why did that change?”
“A normal progression, Erol. The bigger we get, the more we celebrate the more humans will be drawn here. Tell me, why is this one night so important? I’m asking you to ground yourself for mere hours yet you are quick to anger.”
It was because of her…
“Have you ever seen a fireworks display from above, from amidst the bursts?”
“Sad no, but it sounds as if you have.”
He had, and there was no better way to enjoy the festivities. He’d wanted that for her…
“I have and it is beyond anything you can imagine. I’d planned on taking my mate into the sky that night. To fly her through the brilliance, to show her a beauty so few ever saw.”
“Greely would love that, Erol. I’m sorry…”
“Don’t apologize, Dante, I know you’re right. I’ll need to find a different way to show her the stars.”
But show her he would…someday.
“Let’s both think about a way to make it work, Erol. There must be a solution to this problem.”