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Grace. George pointed towards the island’s centre. “You know we should be very careful as we get closer to that volcano. We have seen three dragons now, White, Green and Pink and I am sure there must be more!” Grace nodded her head in agreement and diverting her eyes towards Joel and Zach, she said. “ I think Joel should keep close to me and you take care of Zach” she continued more in a whisper, “if we get separated let’s meet back at the life raft and hope someone will find us soon.” George was in agreement and with a reassuring smile added. “You know I am not too sure that those dragons are more scared of us than we should be of them. Think about it. The white one was not particularly scary especially when it did the submarine impersonation, the pink one was kind of sweet and that green one looked as though it was frightened out of its life by our shouts and screams.” Grace thought for a moment. “Look” she said “let’s try to find the pink dragon and ask it to help us.”
“OK guys” George beckoned to the lads, “Collect everything and let’s go.”
Zach and Joel picked up the survival bag and Grace and George gathered all other items, checking to make sure nothing was left behind. The fire had long gone out and the rocks heated by Dragon Pink were now stone cold, but Joel kicked dust and gravel, more as a safety precaution to prevent any of the dry brush from catching alight.
Dragon Green watched as the morning sun rays added warmth to the hard ground. From his almost flat, crouched position and on all fours, he was studying their every move. Was this a war dance? He saw Joel kicking the ground and Zach running in circles as he picked up various items ready for their departure. Dragon Green was crawling nearer thinking of his next move when all of a sudden George spotted him.
Green tried to hide, by burying his head in a clump of taller bushes, but with limited cover and his back side now sticking way up in the air, as he crawled towards the four, he was easily visible to all. Green looked very stupid, especially from George’s point of view.
“Hey” shouted George moving towards the dragon, “Can you help us?” The green dragon dropped his mouth, his eyes bulging. “Are you talking to me?” he asked. “Yes” said George as he approached somewhat cautiously, “Why did you frighten us earlier and then run off, we need help?”
Green raised his head and haunches, stretched to his full height and with a broad sickly grin moved closer towards George. Here was Green’s opportunity; these were obviously not generals of any invading force but creatures from another world, country or another island. It mattered not to Green who or what they were but more as to how he could (unknowingly) persuade them to come quietly with him to the Great Hall, where he would present them as prisoners.
“ What do you want? “ Green bellowed.
“You don’t have to shout” George replied “just take us to where someone can either get us back home or at least contact our parents.” Homes, parents, Green thought, were these creatures just lost. Had he made a big mistake? Was he now going to look very stupid when explaining things, especially the injuries he had (not) sustained from the ‘marauding army of invaders’?
Green frantically fought for a solution, when in the distance out of George’s line of sight, he saw three other dragons approaching. Dragons White and Grey were closely being followed by Dragon Yellow, who as always, did not want to be at the front line of any danger. Green hatched up another plan, not a very good one, but one that, he thought, might work.
“Look” Green said speaking quickly, “I had to run away earlier for I spotted one of our more annoying dragons, a yellow dragon who just causes loads of trouble and chases us all the time. He’s a real pain.” Dragon Green, every so often, looked nervously behind him at the three tiny dots of the rapidly
“OK guys” George beckoned to the lads, “Collect everything and let’s go.”
Zach and Joel picked up the survival bag and Grace and George gathered all other items, checking to make sure nothing was left behind. The fire had long gone out and the rocks heated by Dragon Pink were now stone cold, but Joel kicked dust and gravel, more as a safety precaution to prevent any of the dry brush from catching alight.
Dragon Green watched as the morning sun rays added warmth to the hard ground. From his almost flat, crouched position and on all fours, he was studying their every move. Was this a war dance? He saw Joel kicking the ground and Zach running in circles as he picked up various items ready for their departure. Dragon Green was crawling nearer thinking of his next move when all of a sudden George spotted him.
Green tried to hide, by burying his head in a clump of taller bushes, but with limited cover and his back side now sticking way up in the air, as he crawled towards the four, he was easily visible to all. Green looked very stupid, especially from George’s point of view.
“Hey” shouted George moving towards the dragon, “Can you help us?” The green dragon dropped his mouth, his eyes bulging. “Are you talking to me?” he asked. “Yes” said George as he approached somewhat cautiously, “Why did you frighten us earlier and then run off, we need help?”
Green raised his head and haunches, stretched to his full height and with a broad sickly grin moved closer towards George. Here was Green’s opportunity; these were obviously not generals of any invading force but creatures from another world, country or another island. It mattered not to Green who or what they were but more as to how he could (unknowingly) persuade them to come quietly with him to the Great Hall, where he would present them as prisoners.
“ What do you want? “ Green bellowed.
“You don’t have to shout” George replied “just take us to where someone can either get us back home or at least contact our parents.” Homes, parents, Green thought, were these creatures just lost. Had he made a big mistake? Was he now going to look very stupid when explaining things, especially the injuries he had (not) sustained from the ‘marauding army of invaders’?
Green frantically fought for a solution, when in the distance out of George’s line of sight, he saw three other dragons approaching. Dragons White and Grey were closely being followed by Dragon Yellow, who as always, did not want to be at the front line of any danger. Green hatched up another plan, not a very good one, but one that, he thought, might work.
“Look” Green said speaking quickly, “I had to run away earlier for I spotted one of our more annoying dragons, a yellow dragon who just causes loads of trouble and chases us all the time. He’s a real pain.” Dragon Green, every so often, looked nervously behind him at the three tiny dots of the rapidly
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