@squidragon
Thanks so much for hosting this event! It's a shame my Pearlcatcher, Hunter, did so poorly, but at least Vincent made up for it somewhat. Ended up tenth place amongst the Guardians!
Now, just to wrap things up... (I've been neglecting to do this, haven't I?)
Hunter finally pulled himself out of the water at the finish line, gasping for breath. The Pearlcatcher looked up the beach a ways, and sure enough, Vincent was already there. It figured that the Water dragon would have had an easier time with this swim than he would.
"Enjoyed your little swim?" Vincent asked, chuckling. "Come on, the awards ceremony's starting soon. We should hurry."
Hunter limped along, following the Guardian, as they went to rejoin the rest of Clan Twinstar, who had been watching the whole week's events with great interest.
"Just answer me one thing," Vincent said to Hunter, as the awards were handed out and confetti fell through the air. "I've been wondering. Why did you decide to join me in this decathlon, anyway?"
"I... I guess I couldn't let you hog all the glory for yourself, Vincent."
"But why you? You never attend my training sessions. What made you think you could beat me?"
Hunter slowly looked up at Vincent. "Because no one else would. I think they're all intimidated by you."
"No need to be intimidated. All you need to do is work hard, and any dragon can become as strong as me. Well, almost any dragon." He turned to give an angry glance to the clan's shaman, Kizzy, who was busily explaining the basics of her strange bird-cult to some curious dragons. "Perhaps next time you'll remember that, Hunter," Vincent added, as he turned back towards his competitor.
Hunter opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Vincent was right- in his recklessness, he'd charged blindly into this decathlon, and had come out on bottom.
"I... you're right," the Pearlcatcher said at last. "Hey, if they ever hold another decathlon, I'll be ready. Just you wait and see!"
"Heh. I'll hold you to that, Hunter," Vincent replied, before turning away to follow the rest of Clan Twinstar back to their airship. As nice as it would be to return home, deep down, the Guardian was going to miss being back in the Sea of a Thousand Currents.
Hunter would follow shortly thereafter, and before long, the airship slowly lifted itself off the ground and turned to head back home to the Starfall Isles.
Thanks so much for hosting this event! It's a shame my Pearlcatcher, Hunter, did so poorly, but at least Vincent made up for it somewhat. Ended up tenth place amongst the Guardians!
Now, just to wrap things up... (I've been neglecting to do this, haven't I?)
Hunter finally pulled himself out of the water at the finish line, gasping for breath. The Pearlcatcher looked up the beach a ways, and sure enough, Vincent was already there. It figured that the Water dragon would have had an easier time with this swim than he would.
"Enjoyed your little swim?" Vincent asked, chuckling. "Come on, the awards ceremony's starting soon. We should hurry."
Hunter limped along, following the Guardian, as they went to rejoin the rest of Clan Twinstar, who had been watching the whole week's events with great interest.
"Just answer me one thing," Vincent said to Hunter, as the awards were handed out and confetti fell through the air. "I've been wondering. Why did you decide to join me in this decathlon, anyway?"
"I... I guess I couldn't let you hog all the glory for yourself, Vincent."
"But why you? You never attend my training sessions. What made you think you could beat me?"
Hunter slowly looked up at Vincent. "Because no one else would. I think they're all intimidated by you."
"No need to be intimidated. All you need to do is work hard, and any dragon can become as strong as me. Well, almost any dragon." He turned to give an angry glance to the clan's shaman, Kizzy, who was busily explaining the basics of her strange bird-cult to some curious dragons. "Perhaps next time you'll remember that, Hunter," Vincent added, as he turned back towards his competitor.
Hunter opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Vincent was right- in his recklessness, he'd charged blindly into this decathlon, and had come out on bottom.
"I... you're right," the Pearlcatcher said at last. "Hey, if they ever hold another decathlon, I'll be ready. Just you wait and see!"
"Heh. I'll hold you to that, Hunter," Vincent replied, before turning away to follow the rest of Clan Twinstar back to their airship. As nice as it would be to return home, deep down, the Guardian was going to miss being back in the Sea of a Thousand Currents.
Hunter would follow shortly thereafter, and before long, the airship slowly lifted itself off the ground and turned to head back home to the Starfall Isles.