Sarabi

"Cheer up! Come along, I'll fix us a nice cup of tea."

Sarabi and the Brightshine Jubilee

Sarabi had settled wonderfully well in the Forgotten Clan. So well, in fact, that she had been chosen to represent their clan for this year's Brightshine Jubilee - she was ecstatic! The bright snapper couldn't wait to return to her homeland and revel in the celebrations. With her familiar companion fluttering at her side, the two bounded away, heading straight for the Sunbeam Ruins.

Her mouth was left agape when she saw it - rows upon rows of beautiful, sweet smelling sunflowers rising from the earth for as far as her light eyes could see. They danced in synchronisation as the soft zephyr borrowed from the Windswept Plateau carefully skipped past her. It was only when her companion skittered in front of her eyes, his contrasting purple fur breaking her trance. Of course! Now they were here, they could enjoy the celebrations properly! But she'd return later, since the organizers were allowing one sunflower to be taken home by each dragon.

Sarabi bounded across the fields, examining the intricate merchandise on sale first. After all, if anything sold out, she'd miss out! She purchased a few sunflower trinkets for her clanmates and was about to move on to the next row of stalls until she caught sight of some artists offering their skills. She commissioned a drawing to take back to her clan, and the dragon behind the stall promised she'd have it completed by the end of the day.

The next row of stalls asked for sign ups - many of them had sadly been filled up already! But a couple of the stalls still requested participants, and Sarabi was only too happy to sign up! Speaking of sign up.... "Quick, go back to the lair, get Starlight!" She exclaimed, pointing a claw towards an inked parchment with the title of "Befriend the Field Critters". As her winged buddy ascended, she took the quill from the gaoler and carefully wrote Starlight's name, followed by her clan. She knew Starlight would be perfect for the mission!

Before she knew it, night had descended. The tendrills of sunlight had fled, leaving behind a pale silvery glow from the moonlight. Sarabi and many other dragons stood out like a sore thumb against the darkness that had encroached upon the land. The sunflowers had all been plucked, and Sarabi felt a twinge of sadness. "Oh no... I forgot to pick up a sunflower for the clan!"

Her sadness was infectious. Her shadowy partner squeaked disconcertedly, fluttering away. "Hey, come back! We need to get home!" She chased the little bat across the ruins, passing other dragons who were gliding the opposite way. "Hey!!" She cried again, following him down a tiny pathway to a little patch of green. She halted suddenly, when she saw it - one solitary sunflower, jostling calmly in the evening wind. The moonlight practically beamed upon it. Her companion landed beside her, squeaking excitedly. "Oh, you really are wonderful!" She exclaimed, giving the bat a big, warm hug.

With her day now over, she plucked the final sunflower in her mouth, and made the journey home. It was the best day she had ever had.