It’s all part of an endless game of cat and mouse, the goal always to evade the other as long as possible. Raleigh is very good at this game; he’s been the mouse for a long time, now.
When he looks back, he sees the dragon flapping its broad wings frantically, pouring on speed and gaining on him.
So Raleigh turns around, smirks, and drops like a stone. His focus shifts from the dragon behind him to the ground rushing up at him, racing the other to the forest floor. He hears the cry of challenge resonating from above. All he knows—can think about—is the sound of the wind whistling past his ears, the feeling of the dragon diving behind and beside him, the warmth building in his chest as the earth looms closer and closer and closer and—
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