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...The dancer froze mid-twirl; I froze mid-step. For a heartbeat we all stared at one another... Then the cloaked traveler blinked, looked from Sunny’s smoking snout to my frozen, half-crouched form in the bushes… and burst out laughing. It wasn’t mocking or sharp — it was bright and genuine, the kind of laugh that chased the tension straight out of the clearing. She pressed a hand to her chest, tail flicking behind her as she caught her breath. “Well,” she said, grinning wide enough to show sharp little fangs, “not the strangest percussion this one has danced to — but certainly the cutest.” Sunny chirped, proud despite himself, and hid halfway behind my leg. I raised my hands slowly. “In our defense,” I said, “he sneezes when he’s excited. And you were… very exciting.” Her ears perked. “Ah! Then this one accepts full responsibility.” She gave a playful bow. “This humble entertainer is at your service.” Her bright blue eyes sparkled as they met mine. “And may this one know who you are?” “Jack,” I said, relaxing at last and stepping into the clearing. “And the menace is Sunny.” Sunny puffed a harmless curl of smoke in greeting. The cat crouched to his level, utterly unafraid. “A fire-breather with manners,” she murmured approvingly. “You travel in excellent company, Jack.” She gestured to her pack. “Come. You startled my song, but you have improved my morning. Sit. Eat.” I hesitated, patting my own near-empty ration bag. “I won’t say no… but fair warning — town is the only thing between us and starvation.” Her whiskers twitched. “Then fate is efficient today.” We shared dried fruit, flatbread, and something spiced and unfamiliar that made Sunny sneeze again — thankfully without flames this time. The dancer listened as I spoke of the mountain pass, the long road, and the village below. “This one travels that way as well,” she said, tail curling lazily. “But not with haste. Paths are more interesting when they twist.” I smiled. “We’re a bit more… straight-line thinkers.”

Morning crept over the mountains in pale gold ribbons, and I woke to the soft crackle of cooling embers and the faint rustle of wings. Sunny sat just outside the tent, alert and proud, as if he’d been standing guard all night. I crawled out, made sure the fire was properly dead, and packed my gear with the practiced motions of someone counting the last of his supplies. The ration bag was nearly empty. “Looks like it’s town or nothing, buddy,” I told him, earning a hopeful chirp and a small puff of smoke. We had barely made it a short distance down the mountain when music drifted through the trees—soft at first, then clearer. Curious and hungry, I followed the sound until we peeked through the brush to find a cloaked traveler alone in a forest clearing, her pack set aside as she danced freely in the chill air. She spun, clapped, and sang to the rhythm of her own memory: “Fire cracks in the black of night, dancing, cackling, burning bright…” Sunny’s eyes widened, mesmerized—and then, at the worst possible moment, he sneezed. A tiny fireball popped from his mouth with a surprised squeak. The dancer froze mid-twirl; I froze mid-step. For a heartbeat we all stared at one another...TO BE CONTINUED!

If you ever draw a map of this entire land, place the Cave of the Fallen Sun towards the top of a mountainous region. You can name the mountain whatever you want.

I want to have a quick montage, like in a movie, of my dragon and I moving quickly from the mountain to the town. I would like to bump into several characters, individually, along the way. Is there a good spot in any of your stories where I could bump into you in the wilderness? It could be in your past, I suppose. These should be quick, funny encounters.