First Chapter Sumo's Story

Chapter

1

                                                                                                                                           

The first thing I remember was a bright sunny day on the east side of Tasma. Tasma was the short name for our land we lived on, the actual name was Tasma Plato Flammia . I was down at the beach playing with my best friend, Chindosy.

Chindosy is not a dragon like me. She is a Doradasiee. We were playing a game called Runners Ball. How it was played was someone would start with the ball and try to bury it as fast as they could while the other player  tried to get the ball away from the other opponent. Whoever buried it first won.

I had the ball and was trying to bury it as fast as I could. Chindosy was running at me, fast. Her horns weren’t fully grown yet, but they hurt just as well. I jumped away with speed like lightning. Because she had horns, I was a tad bit frightened of her myself. Another rule I forgot to mention about Runners Ball is you cannot bury the ball in the same place as the other opponent.  Chindosy grabbed the ball in a blur and ran to the other side of the beach and started to bury the ball. I wish I could work as fast as she could. I prepared myself: whoosh! I jumped into the air and tackled her. We both went tumbling to the ground in a frenzy of laughter.

A few hours later we decided to head back home. “That was fun! I  am a bit sore,” I said, as we walked back to my den.

When we arrived at my den, Chindosy’s mother was there. We wondered why, and chirped with delight to learn they would be staying for dinner.

When the time came for dinner, our families both headed out for the hunt.  Chindosy and I were too young to hunt so we just stayed behind and minded our own business. As we were playing, I heard my father screech, “Caught something!”

We all flew towards his  voice. When we got to my father, he stood over the biggest Noiu I had ever seen.

“Wow,” I marveled.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” my Father asked matter-of-factly “Dig in!”

We all ate our fill, said our goodbyes, and departed for home. When we got to our den we bedded down for the night; Mother, Father, Niyteu, Sutew, and I.

It was late when I suddenly awoke. I had a horrible pain in my left foot. I looked around. Our den was in flames. “GET OUT, GET OUT!” I heard someone scream. I didn't know which way to go. My eyes stung with smoke.I could not call for help because my throat was seared. That was the most scared I’d ever been in my life up to then. I decided to make a run for it, so I ran left. To no avail. Wham! I slammed into the rock wall. Now my head ached. I ran right. Wham! At this point I was ready to give up. One more time, I thought. I stared straight ahead. Then my world turn black.

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When I woke up, I felt sore all over. I was laying on a mossy forest floor. Sunlight shone through the trees. Where am I?  I tried to stand but the pain in my left foot was too great. A sutyrd whizzed past. “Wait!” I cried,  hoping he could help. The huge bird slowed to a stop.

“ How’s can I’s help’t you’s” he said in the common sutyrd accent.

“Well,” I replied “ I'm lost and the last thing I can remember was my den on fire. I think I hit my head.”  I winced at the thought and my eyes filled with tears and trickled down my face.

“You’s poor little lad” the sutyrd sighed, then explained, “Got places to go, things to see and to do, no time for you!” With that he jumped into the air and flew away.