Another upload this weekend. :) I might upload two or three chapters today, depending.

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"Ready to fly?" Leto asks me as I walk up to her in my armor, which fits me well but was heavy. I didn't have a problem being hot, mainly because it was about thirty or twenty degrees out and snowing.

Leto herself was dressed in her own armor, which included heavy leg armor that surrounded the fronts of her legs and was strapped to the backs of her legs. She had a head peice that was made just for her, including her spikes on the top of her head. The only places that weren't covered were her eyes and mouth. The armor covering her spikes was just a tiny bit sharper than her real spikes themselves.

The armor covered her neck, chest, and belly, protecting them from injury. Most of her tail was covered as well, and metal, posion tipped spikes were covering each of her spikes. Metal posion talons were also made, but right now we were using non-posioned.

"Yeah." I shift my shoulder a bit, the weight of the armor slightly heavy. My whole body was covered in the armor. On the inside a tough cusion like material was the first layer, which would protect me if my armor got peirced and a weapon were to go through it. The second layer is a soft, fluffy material that helps to stop the weapon from doing serious damage to me.

I climb on Leto, the metal saddle uncomfortable under me. And I can't imagine it's easier for Leto, having heavy armor on her, a metal saddle, and me with armor.

She slowly got to her feet, her wings pulling out slightly.

Jed, the TCC trainer of armor, nods. He had deeply tanned skin, a freshly shaved five-o-clock shadow, and brown hair that he kept in a small ponytail. He had dark cloud grey eyes. He was very handsome, I'll admit.

"Yes, you two look good," Jed says, walking around Leto and I, eyes gazing us. "You look ready for battle."

"Not even close," I admit, to which Leto chuckled in my head.

"But you look like it," Jed says again, rubbing his chin in concentration. "The armor I had the blacksmith's make for you and Leto turned out handsomly."

"It's not about looks, though, is it?" I couldn't help it, it slipped out.

Jed, surprisingly, gave me a chuckle. "No. But imagine going into battle with armor like yours, Faye. People would probably be just a bit worried."

I shrug, which is hard with my armor.

"Let go of my tail!" I heard Leto say to me. I got confused, until I turn and see Jed had leaned down and was inspecting the armor on Leto's tail, trying to hold it up.

Leto growled loudly at him, and snatched her tail away to the side.

Jed merely chuckled again, which irritated Leto.

I heard Leto mutter, "Oh touch all of me, will you?"

Jed was holding Leto's leg up slightly and running his fingers down the scales and talons.

Leto huffed out a puff of smoke at Jed when he came to the front of us, glaring at him with her peircing eyes.

"I don't think she's very fond of being prodded at," I tease Jed, causing Leto to hit me on the head with the dull part of her tail tip lightly.

"Hey!" I said, laughing.

Jed smiled. "I apologize, I am only making sure the armor fits and her body is fit."

"Fit?" Leto snarled outwardly at Jed, her glare deepening.

"Can't you talk to him inside his head?" I ask Leto, amused.

"If I wish," she mutters. "I perfer not, so I am sending my complaints to you."

"Alright, just be nice. Don't bite him."

"No promises."

"Leto is just as fit as any other dragon," I tell him, not rudely just pointedly.

"Never said she wasn't," grunted Jed, who was trying to get Leto to reach her head down. "Can you please tell her to let me see her head?"

"Leto." I stare up at the back of her neck and head, which was stretched up to the sky as far as possible. "Come on, Leto. The sooner we get this inspection done the sooner we can get away from Jed."

Grumbling, Leto didn't listen for a few minutes. She let out a dragon-like sigh and bent her head and neck downward for Jed to see.

"Thank you, Leto," Jed says, and looks at me, "and Faye."

I nod as he begins to run his hands down at her head and armor, sneaking his fingers through the space between the armor and head and examining it.

Jed rubs his chin and narrowed his eyes at Leto with concentration. "I see nothing wrong with Leto herself."

Leto snorts.

"However," he continues, eyes on her head armor, "I think I need to send the head piece back and get it tighter."

"Is it to small?" I asked, placing my hand under the head armor.

"A bit," he replied. "It won't fall off, I don't think, but it's better safe than sorry."

"Agreed."

He took the head piece from Leto and decided, "I think she's a little too stressed for riding right now."

Leto growled softly, protesting, "I am not to stressed!"

I chuckled. Leto was stressed, by the way she was acting, and I could tell she really just wanted to hide it.

Once all the armor was off of Leto and I, Jed stacked it up in his Jeep and drove off. I turn to Leto and smile. "That wasn't so bad."

"He wasn't messing around with you're armor!"

"You're dramatic."

"Oh, yes. The big dragon is the dramatic one."

"See? Dramatic."

"Shut up."

"Aww, Leto. You love me."

"I don't think I do."

I pouted and have her puppy eyes. She huffed and folded her wings.

"Don't deny it, Leto," I say out loud with a wide smile.

She gave me a dragon glare and stuck her muzzle in the air like a small pampered dog not wanting the regular dog food.

"Leto," I whined. "Stop ignoring me."

She glanced at me, amusement sparkling in her eyes.

I scowl at her. Meany, I thought.

"Meany?" She asks, amusement lacing her tone.

"Meany," I confirmed, adjusting my ponytail.

"Faye!" Mom walks up. Where did she come from?

"Hi Mom," I greet, smiling and patting Leto's neck.

"Hi," she greeted. "How are you?"

I shrug. "Good," I reply.

She smiled and pats my shoulder. "How do you feel, sweetheart ?"

"Okay," was my reply. "I'm just a little overwhelmed by all this."

She pressed her lips to my forehead. "I know, sweetheart, I know."

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YAAASSS. I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON THIS SINCE SUNDAY NIGHT. ON MY IPOD.

YAASSS.

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Until next time!

-Grace xx