On the Edge of the Savannah.
Tab jumped out of the vessel before it had even landed. Her feet sunk into the soft surface. When she sprinted across the sand she swung her arms, trying to haul out her half-buried feet with each step. Warm sand slid over the tops of her boots and slipped in between her toes.
Tears poured down her cheeks. She grunted, trying to breathe, but her chest felt full and heavy.
As she drew nearer she could see two shapes. The larger was Melprin, but tucked in underneath the dragon"s wing Tab could see the hatchling. It trilled a welcome in her mind, but she could feel that it was weak. The trip to the world below had taken a lot of energy. It rested its head on its mother"s shoulder so affectionately that Tab almost choked on her tears.
There was a spear through Melprin"s neck, and several arrows buried in her rump. Tab knelt down next to her friend, trying to blink away her tears so that she could see.
She looked over her shoulder to see Verris approaching cautiously. Back in the vessel the others waited and watched. Verris drew his sword.
*Put that down!" Tab shouted. *How could you?"
*Dragons are hard to kill, Tab," he said gently. *And if she isn"t dead a" He paused. *Maybe it would be better for her if she were."
*Get away!" Tab screamed. *I won"t let you!" She fell to her knees and collapsed into sobs.
Melprin"s scales were warm under Tab"s fingers. She pressed her cheek against the dragon"s side. She should have come down here sooner. All this time her friend, who had saved her life three times now, had been lying in the sand, alone and slowly dying. Tab had done nothing to help. She"d been having a picnic and gorging herself with thickleberry tarts. It was all her fault. She had been selfish.
>>>Not Tab sat up. *Did you say something?" She put her hand on her friend"s side and felt it rise a little.
>>>Not alone. Hatchling a most beautiful Tab laughed. *You"re alive!" She called over her shoulder. *She"s alive!"
>>>Name her *Her?" Tab called over her shoulder again. *The hatchling! It"s a her! A she. I mean, it"s a girl!"
>>>You really want me to name her?>>Goodness! I don"t know. It needs to be something strong. Let me think >>>Don"t think >>>Aventurine >>>Aventurine Melprin rolled ever so slightly.
*I can take those arrows out," Verris said. *But it will hurt. At least it would hurt a human. Can you tell her that?"
Tab translated Verris"s offer.
Melprin inclined her head.
Verris put his sword back in its scabbard and drew out his dagger. He reached into his waistcoat and pulled out a flask, pouring the alcoholic liquid onto the blade. *She"d better not torch me," Verris added.
Tab crawled around to the front of Melprin and placed her sand-encrusted snout on her lap. *There now. If anything happens it will happen to me."
She looked back over the sand to where her friends stood next to the scout"s vessel. Fontagu was gesturing wildly, hopping up and down. Eventually Amelia punched him in the arm. Tab faintly heard her shout, *Fontagu! Shut up!"
Verris crouched down over Melprin"s wounds. He started to press and dig, gingerly at first but then with more vigour. Melprin"s breath was hot on Tab"s arm, making her sweat. The dragon made the sound like gla.s.s in a barrel again, which Tab remembered meant that she was hurting.
*Let me tell you about when Aventurine hatched," she began. Then she told Melprin about how the roofie had caught the egg and taken it to the council chamber. She laughed out loud when she thought the part about Tash Morley scrambling away as the egg rolled toward him.
Tab felt a rumbling in Melprin"s throat. She hoped she was laughing too. Verris had extracted one of the arrows. He was examining the tip. Blood dripped from his hands and down Melprin"s side.
*Now I know how the arrowheads are shaped the next one will be easier. It should not hurt as much."
>>>Are you ready?
>>>Do it Tab nodded to Verris. He doused his dagger again and slid it under Melprin"s scales.
Tab told Melprin about being thrown into the dungeon a" about how little Aventurine had punched through the wall. She talked about the Loraskian attack, the screeching, and how they looked like giant moths.
Verris placed another of the arrows on the ground.
Next she explained about how Aventurine had scampered through the Barrenlands and escaped over the Drop-off.
A third and a fourth b.l.o.o.d.y arrow now lay on the sand.
>>>You"re doing very well>>He"s nearly finished Tab felt the rumble again and this time a plume of smoke emerged from one of Melprin"s nostrils.
*Last one," Verris said, holding up the nasty looking arrow. His face was glistening with sweat. He shuffled around so that he could see the spear through Melprin"s neck. First he inspected the spearhead, then he pressed at the wound. He wiped his face with his sleeve, panting. *We will have to break the spearhead off, and then slide the shaft back through the wound. I can"t do it by myself, but Vrod should be able to split it. It will really, really hurt. Can you explain that?"
>>>Do it Verris called for Vrod. When the troll approached, Verris explained what he wanted.
Vrod knelt down. He took the spear in his two ma.s.sive hands, poking out his tongue as he focused. His knuckles went white.
Snap! The spear broke in two. Melprin"s head jerked and Tab gasped. She looked down to see blisters bubbling on her arms.
>>>You burned me!
>>>Trying to hold it inside. I couldn"t *Tab! You"re burnt!" Verris said, moving around the dragon"s body.
*We can fix it later," she said. *We must help Melprin first." She winced against the pain, feeling a cold sweat spring up on her forehead, and a sick churning in her stomach. *Besides, it doesn"t hurt that much," she lied.
Verris and Vrod discussed how to draw the shaft of the spear from Melprin"s neck, their faces grim with concentration. Verris looked at Tab, frowning. *We"re set to go."
>>>Are you ready?
Melprin still had her eyes closed. Verris and Vrod grasped the shaft. Tab felt herself tense. If Melprin burned her again she wouldn"t be able to stay conscious. It might even kill her, but she didn"t want to abandon her friend either.
*Wait!" Tab said. *Let me try something."
She wanted to show Melprin the moment when Aventurine hatched. She closed her eyes and created the pictures in her mind, the way Tattoo had shown her a" paying attention to every detail.
>>>Can you see it?
>>>I can see *Now!" said Tab through gritted teeth.
Verris and Vrod pulled, and the shaft slid through Melprin"s flesh and out the other side.
When Tab opened her eyes again, a tear slid down Melprin"s face and then disappeared in a waft of steam.
Vrod and Verris fell back in the sand, panting.
*We did it!" Tab said.
Verris shook his head. *We"re only halfway there. Melprin has a lot of healing to do." He crouched down to inspect Tab"s burns. *We need to get something cold on that, and quickly." He shook his head. *It"s not good, Tab."
*Look," growled Vrod, pointing to the horizon.
Tab saw shimmering shapes heading towards them. *What is it?"
*Peoples," the troll answered. He sniffed. *Lots of peoples looking for a fight."
Tab looked at the dragon with her sharp talons and leathery wings. One of the skills her gift was giving her was the opportunity to see things through other people"s eyes. Even without melding she could guess what an equen might see. *Scavenjaw," she muttered. Melprin would look a lot like a scavenjaw from a distance. Maybe the scavenjaws were dragons?
*What did you say?" Verris asked.
Tab turned and looked towards the scout vessel at her friends a" child-sized, and the equens still on board. *It"s the herdsfolk," she answered. *They think we"re the sky-traders. They think we"ve come to kidnap more equens."
Mysterious Herdsfolk Magic.
The silhouettes shimmered as the herdsfolk came forward over the sand. Tab guessed there were twenty, maybe more. They wore the long capes that she had seen in her vision and when the capes fluttered in the breeze she could make out the tattoos on their legs. They looked angry.
*How many can you take?" Verris asked Vrod, as he flexed his fingers, readjusting his grip on his sword.
The troll shrugged. *Ten?"
*We can solve this without fighting," Tab said.
Verris ignored her. *That leaves ten for me. Maybe more. And Fontagu is next to useless." He helped Tab to her feet and herded her towards the craft. *Philmon can fly that scout vessel. Take your friends back to the cloud layer. You can come back down again when it"s over."
Tab shook her head. *I"m not leaving." The first stone from a sling whistled past her ear. She put her hands over her head, trying to protect herself. The burns on her arms stung so much she found it hard to think about anything else.
*Agh!" Verris hopped up and down on one leg. He"d been hit in the shin. He let go of Tab and her knees buckled.
Another stone whistled by and caught Vrod on the chin. The troll growled, and then looked around for something to throw. He picked up one of the b.l.o.o.d.y arrows, testing its weight in his hands.
*No!" Tab shouted. Her legs wouldn"t hold her up, and she fell awkwardly, holding her burned arms out of the way.
The air was thick with whistling stones. Verris and Vrod turned their backs trying to protect their faces.
Philmon and Fontagu retreated into the scouting vessel, out of harm"s way.
Amelia was standing halfway between Tab and the craft muttering something, and gesturing with her hands. In front of her the stones slowed and then fell to the ground, but there were more than her powers of levitation could handle. A stone hit her in the shoulder and she lost her concentration. She crouched and crossed her forearms in front of her face as she was peppered with tiny rocks.
Torby closed his eyes and held his arms outstretched. Suddenly a whirlwind of sand rose out of the dune between the herdsfolk and the Quentarans. It spun faster and faster, reaching twice the height of Tab and then four times.
The herdsfolk lowered their slings and backed away slowly.
The whirlwind kept growing and soon Tab could feel her hair and clothing fluttering towards the sandstorm. It roared louder and louder.
Tab turned to her small friend. His feet were buried in the sand, and as she watched his ankles disappeared into the dune, and then his calves. He was sinking!
*Torby!" she shouted, but her voice was carried away by the wind.
He had his eyes closed, and a frown of concentration furrowed his brow. He was buried up to his knees.
Tab crawled towards the scout vessel. The sand scratched against her burns and she winced with pain.
*Philmon!" she screamed.
Her friend saw what was happening and ran towards the smaller boy a" now up to his thighs in sand.
Philmon grabbed him by the arms and shook him, but he too started sinking. Philmon shouted into Torby"s face as the sand reached his waist.
Torby"s eyes opened and he looked down. A look of fright crossed his face. Suddenly the whirling sand stopped in midair and fell to the ground all at once with a giant whomp.
The herdsfolk stared at the Quentarans across the barren expanse, slack-jawed with astonishment.
Amelia joined Philmon, trying to pull Torby out of the sand. Verris and Vrod ran over and began to dig. Between them they were able to drag the small boy out of the sand.
*Nice trick, boy," Verris noted, ruffling Torby"s hair.
Tab clambered to her feet and stumbled the rest of the way to the scout vessel. Once there she unloaded the equens, who were trembling and sweating with fear.
>>>Calm She took their lead ropes and led the equens across the sand towards the herdsfolk. It took all her concentration to stay upright. She held her forearms up and blew on them gently.
*What are you doing?" Verris shouted after her.
She ignored him.
The herdsfolk raised their slings as she approached, but they didn"t fire. A boy came forward, shading his eyes with his hands. He turned to his people and said something that Tab couldn"t hear, and then he jogged towards her over the sand.
As he got closer Tab recognised him as the boy from her dream a" the one she had seen jumping from the Drop-off with Tattoo. His face was twisted. He was horrified. When he reached them he scrabbled at the halter the first equen was wearing, as though he couldn"t bear it being on the equen"s skin.
*My name is Tab," she said. *We rescued these equens from the sky-traders. We brought them back to you."
He threw the first halter on the ground in disgust. *Rescued? Then why have you bound them? I have been to your streets and seen your equen slaves with a" His eyes blazed. *With metal in their mouths and on their feet a" His eyes filled with tears of rage, and his fingers fumbled with the second halter. *a And bound all over with straps made from the hides of their brothers and sisters!"
*They"re not equens, they"re horses," Tab explained.
He glared at her. *You consort with scavenjaws, and you are wicked! Leave here or we will slay you all."
*With those?" she said, pointing to the sling tucked into his belt.
The boy lifted his chin defiantly.