There's a light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm into the final few paragraphs of the fic I've been working on for the last five months. There's a really good chance I might post the first chapter before the end of the weekend.
Which is today for me.
Here's a sneak preview:
Darcy pretended not to hear, instead excusing herself back to her office when the phone started to ring. Putting her coffee on her desk, she picked it up. “Dragon’s Lair Rescue and Rehabilitation, you’re speaking with Darcy. How may I help you?”
“Hey, yeah. Hi, Darcy. Um, this is Scott Lang, from the New Hope Shelter in Santa Rosa."
"Hey, Scott. What can I do for you?"
"Uh, well I hate to impose and I know we haven’t met yet but I’m kinda desperate here.”
“I’m listening.”
“Okay, yeah, so we’re trying to find temporary placements for a whole bunch of dragons seized in a raid last night. I was told you might have room, so I was wondering if you could take some of them?”
“Sure,” Darcy said, “but just so you know, we only take the little household dragonets at the moment - if you need somewhere to take noble dragons I can give you numbers.”
“No, no. Just the littles ones,” Scott said hastily. “Just the little guys.”
“Alright then. So, what am I looking at?” Darcy asked, grabbing a pen out of the holder and pulling her desk pad around so she could scribble down the information.
“Well, there’s a huge variety and it kinda depends on how many you think you can take. Uh, a lot of them were grouped in cages and have bonded so we’d rather not separate groups if we don’t have to. The biggest bonded group I have is seven but I’ve got groups of all sizes,” Scott said.
“Well, I’m sure we’ll be able to take some,” Darcy replied, busily making notes on the pad. “Are they common domestics or are we looking at specials?”
“Mostly commons,” Scott said, “but there’s also some papered pedigrees - we’ve got several miniature California Spangleds, some Egyptian Plumes, a few Yellow Savannah’s, a couple of those tiny Ladyfingers, and one of unknown breed.”
“...Savannah...Ladyfinger," Darcy muttered, scribbling the words down. "Okay. Look, I’m actually about to do the rounds with my head caretaker so I’ll check with him to see how many nests we have free - oh, actually, can they go into a shared habitat with our current residents?"
"Probably- hang on."
The phone rustled and she heard Scott talking to someone in the background.
"Um, Hope says that should be fine. However many you can take, even if it’s only one or two would be awesome."
Darcy scrawled another note and nodded.
"Alright, I'll call you back with a number in about half an hour then, okay?”
“Thanks, Darcy. They’re still getting their vet checks at the moment, but we’ll be wanting to get them settled as soon as we can.”
“Got it. I’ll be as quick as I can. Bye.”
