Kail woke an hour after Emma departed. His body ached from everything; the painful discharge of magic that shot him to the tree, the extreme flying he experienced over the course of the last few days, and of course the lack of real rest. The grogginess wore off as his brain recalled what he was supposed to be doing. He jumped to his feet, ecstatic to transform and move forward, regretting the quick nature of what he just did. His young body shot twangs of pain and he groaned slightly.
His head swam as he moved away from the tree he was propped against and toward the open area. His body vanished in a haze of white-purple and his dragon form shot to the sky. He knew he would have to fly as fast, and as determined, as he had when he and Claskan raced back to find the blackened ruins of his h
