Almost Over
Five years have passed since the banishment. The Bright Circle rose in the sapphire blue sky on a warm, Spring morning out in the Mysterious Beyond, not a single cloud in the sky. Far walkers slept in the dripping forests, curled up in fetal position. A longneck lifted his head up, letting out a heavy yawn. He waited for the sun to be fully risen before he would wake his herd so he could move on in their journey. Sharpteeth, about miles away from the herd, awakened as well, the patriarch waking his family for a morning hunt.
The sun rose higher and higher into the perfect blue sky, reaching the mountains like a giant ocean wave of sunshine, consuming the world into daylight once again. Rays of light reflected off the mighty mountains that separated the legendary Great Valley and the open Mysterious Beyond. The longneck let out a loud roar, signalling the herd that it was time to wake up and move on. The sharpteeth had begun their hunt, searching for a good meal to consume. Every creature is awake here in the Mysterious Beyond.
All...except for one flyer.
A frog leapt next to a giant red foot, letting out a small croak afterward. As if it were some sort of alarm for the flyer beside the amphibian, the frog recieved a kick in the head. Shocked, frightened, and having no idea what had hit the poor little guy, the frog hopped out of there, never to be seen again.
Pterano opened his dark blue eyes, letting out a deep yawn as well. "Morning already?" he mumbled to himself, stretching his orangish red body out before getting up to his feet. He strolled towards the cavern enterance. "Two more weeks, Petrie...two more weeks." he whispered softly to the wind as if he was talking to his nephew. Ah yes, two more weeks indeed. Then his banishment would end and he would return to the Great Valley. He would work things out with the Great Valley Council and start a new life. All five years of being away from home nearly drove him insane. He longed to be back in the Great Valley. He longed to see his family again, his sister, his nephews and nieces. But most importantly, he longed to see Petrie again. He longed to see that lively face Petrie had when he saw him. His dark eyes were so full of life, and his voice, although annoyingly squeaky, sounded like music to his ears. He missed him, very much actually. A tear almost escaped his eye, but he wiped it away, and focused his mind on something else.
Breakfast. Grrr! There goes his stomach already. Well that was easy. One minute he had his mind on his family, and breakfast the next. Perhaps it was one of those times where hunger is a good thing. With that being thought of, he took off to the skies, allowing the wind pass under his wings. He was in for a big surprise.
Splash! Pterano's sensitive hearing could pick up a tiny burst of water. It caught his attention as he flew to check out the scenario. A fish. A fish hopefully big enough to satisfy him for the morning. The fish swam closer towards the red flyer, totally unaware that it was about to become food. Pterano flew to a lower altitude, waiting for the right moment to strike.
When the fish was beneath him, he took a dive for it. He burried his beak into the water, snapping it on the fish before it could flee for it and returned to altitude. He consumed the fish, taking in the raw flavor, which was a delight to the flyers. He swallowed, letting out a heavy sigh. He wanted more.
Splash! He turned, and spotted something bigger and better than a fish. He could hear his stomach grumble at the sight. He didn't know exactly what it was, but it sure looked tasty. So, with a satisfactory smile, he took a dive for it.
With his catch in his hind claws, he flew to the beach. He landed on the hot sands, and leaned against a boulder. He took a sigh and gazed up at the rich blue sky. It was like summer, and he could just jump into the Big Water and swim as much as he possibly could and let his body get soaked by the nostalgic moisturizing sensation of the ocean. That actually sounded very tempting right now. But first, he had to finish his meal. He widely opened his beak to consume his meal.
Only to get squirted in the face by a sticky, jet-black substance.
"WHAT THE-!!!" Pterano exclaimed, spitting out the substance. He looked at his meal, and he it didn't take long for him to figure out what this sticky, jet-black substance is supposed to be. Ink. And what animal does ink come from? Squids! Yes that's right! Pterano caught a squid! "I hate squids!" he boomed, angrily throwing the squid back into the ocean. He was interrupted by hysterical laughter.
"Gross! Yer beak was open!"
Pterano got into a fighting stance, taking action as he prepared himself for what may fly at him next. "Who's there?!" he scowled, gritting his teeth to show that he wasn't afraid to use them. The voice sounded oddly familiar, like he knew that voice. It could have been an old friend or something, but then again, it's the Mysterious Beyond. You'd always have to be cautious of your surroundings, he learned that the hard way. The hysterical laughter continued, and Pterano unsheathed his claws. "Show yourself! Or I'll-" Shock cut him off that time.
A young flyer, looking the age of twenty or twenty one revealed himself as he stepped up to the older flyer. His laughter continued, as he held his stomach in hysteria. He was a cearadactylus, jet black covered his back and the ousides of his wings, as well as his head. But a night sky shade of blue covered his body and the insides of his wings while a grape-ish purple covered his neck ring. "Ohh Pterano, ya do the dumbest things, duncha old flyer?" he asked in a Southwestern accent.
"I do not!" he defended, crossing his arms across his chest, but also letting out a small smile as well.
"Aww come on! That's the second squid accident ya had so far! Not to mention that sting ray accident that happened a few years ago, hmm?" The young flyer said, nudging the old flyer gently.
"I hate those two!"
"Pterano, ya hate everything that makes a fool outta ya! Squids, sting rays, trees..." the blue flyer laughed at the thought. Pterano scoffed in response. "Well old flyer, are you gunna gimme a hug or am I gunna have to leave?" the blue flyer spreaded his wings, turning around in the process.
"Okay, okay! Come here, you!" Pterano chuckled, opening his wings.
"Now THAT'S what I'd like to hear!" the blue flyer exclaimed, throwing his black arms around Pterano's neck, hugging him tightly. Pterano returned the favor, wrapping his strong arms around his friend.
"How's it going, Devon?" the red flyer asked curiously.
"Ah same as usual, I haven't changed a bit." Devon chuckled at that. "I just had no one to talk to." he smiled at Pterano as he said that and the red flyer ruffled his head in response. "How have you been?" Devon asked.
"Neutral, like always. As you see," he pointed at the ink that still smothered his face. "I haven't changed a bit either. But anyways, look how you've grown!" Pterano pointed out. "Goodness, you've grown taller! Now turn around, let me look at ya!"
Devon turned his back to Pterano, standing up in pride. "Wow, it only seems like yesterday you were a young teenager dealing with his dad. And now, you're a full grown flyer." Pterano commented, taking the boy's hand. "So tell me, you got any girlfriends yet?" he winked at him when he said that.
"No, not yet." Devon chuckled, winking back. "So how about you? Have you found a mate?"
"No, not really. I don't really know that much flyers out here except for you." Pterano replied, with a solemn look on his face. Come on, start a new subject! he thought to himself. "So, it's been a while hasn't it?"
"Yeah...at least two years. Although it feels like three. I really missed you." Devon said, nuzzling the old flyer gently.
"I missed you too, son." He returned the favor, enjoying the brush of Devon's skin against his. They stayed that way for a rather long time, enjoying eachother's presense. They fell into a silence as though they had fallen asleep. After about ten or fifteen long minutes, Devon noticed that there seemed to be an eerie hint of despair that came from the red flyer next to him. "Pterano?"
"Yeah?"
"You miss yer family, don't ya?"
"Yeah, I've been missing them a lot lately. It has been five years since I last saw them, you know."
"At least yer banishment is almost over, I mean, it is the fifth year, right?"
"Yeah." Pterano replied, looking at Devon now.
"Then why don't we just go visit them now? I'm sure they'll be very happy to see ya!" Devon exclaimed, intending to at least put a smile to Pterano's face.
Pterano gave him a small grin, but then frowned. "That's the problem. I can't be there for another two weeks!"
"Oh...well...it could be worse. I mean, at least you weren't banished forever, right?"
"You sure are right about that one." Pterano said, getting up now, wiping the ink off his face with a treestar.
Devon turned his gaze to the forest, and then back to Pterano, sighing. As much as he would like to stay, he had...a rather important meeting to attend to. An important meeting that he really wanted to miss. It broke his heart to say this next thing. "Anyways...I gotta get goin..." he said that rather reluctantly, and Pterano almost sensed that something was wrong, but he shrugged it off.
"Same here, I've got to get back to my cave and think." he replied, and Devon nodded in response. A silence fell between the two again, but Pterano decided to break it. He placed a fatherly hand on the the young flyer's shoulder. "Devon?"
"Yes...Pterano?" Devon responded, looking up at the red flyer now.
"During this...exile," he spoke softly. "I don't know what on earth I would do without you."
"Ya'd probably get squirted in the face at every meal." Devon teased, sending a smirk to his friend.
Pterano cuckled, showing a proud fatherly smile towards the younger flyer. "You," he rubbed his shoulder lightly. "You and that sense of humor that keeps me going." He pulled the boy into a tight, loving hug. "Thanks for being there for me, son."
Thanks for being there for me, son. Those words echoed in Devon's head like a ghost from the past. He opened his eyes wide and then closed him, wrapping his arms around the red flyer. Come to think of it, Pterano is kind of like a father figure to him. He felt his friend's hands rub up and down his back and then tighten around him, pulling him closer. Aw man! Why did Pterano have to make things so hard? "I love you," Pterano whispered, placing a kiss to the cheek.
That did it. That totally did it. Pterano, you have no idea how much those words of yers mean to me, he thought to himself. A tear escaped his eye as he held on to the old flyer, clutching to him tightly like he never wanted to let go. Pterano loosened his hold on Devon for a second, only for the blue flyer to tighten his hold. The red flyer chuckled, and he pulled the boy closer. He choked out a sob, trying to hold in his tears. He couldn't let Pterano see him cry...not now. A few more tears fell down his hot cheeks as a gentle breeze went through their wings.
Devon quickly wiped away his tears before they broke the hug, smiling fondly at eachother. "See ya around?" Devon offered. Oh he'll see him around alright.
Pterano placed a gentle claw on Devon's hot cheek, smiling softly at him. "Of course." he replied, stroking his cheek. He allowed his hand to slip from his cheek and turned around to spread his wings.
"Don't you go bumpin into trees on the way, Pterano." Devon teased, smirking.
Pterano laughed heartily at his comment. "Of course, Devon...of course." With that, he took off into the skies, once again, allowing the air currents to flow under his wings.
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*climbs up the last steps of the Jade Palace* I'M COMIN! *pant* Ahh! Made it! *pant* Woo!

So yeah peeps, one year ago today, I started the masterpiece known as Lost in a Forest and I'd just thought I'd rewrite a little scene in honor of Lost in a Forest. YAY ME!!
Now...YOU'D BETTER LEAVE FEEDBACK OR I WILL DRAW YOU IN PRETTY PINK DRESSES!!!

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HANNAH MONTANA!!!
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So with that being said...
Enjoy.
