Enzo POV
The night was cool and refreshing. My dragon wanted me to shift and hit the skies for a few hours, being stuck on horses instead of flying drives him crazy. He does not understand. We have several men here who are not shifters, so we should all be on the ground unless we are attacked, and then we can have some of the men fight from the skies, but my dragon thinks we should fly, at least part of the way.
A small sound of rustling made me look toward where Betty was sleeping, and saw her get up and head to the only small bush that was around here, I saw her squat down behind it and I waited for her to return. I must have dozed off, with flying on my mind, because the next thing I knew I was flying.
Yeah, that was not what was the strange part. The part that surprised me, or shock
