Wings of Fury 2

Avag read the note, nodding. "Yeah! I'd be glad to have your company. Hopefully there's less danger to charge towards on the way back, since we need to keep these little ones safe. But if we have to charge into danger to keep them safe in the first place, then having you there would be a huge help! Plus if you're going to be travelling around with your little buddy afterwards, don't forget you can come by the house anytime you need somewhere safe to rest!"

At this point, he'd finished packing up his small tent and scooped the bronze dragon up into a cuddle. "Keeping you secret all the way back is gonna be tough, isn't it?" he said, tickling under their chin. "Maybe the others could stick your brothers and sisters in their backpacks, but you're a little too big to fit in mine. Maybe we can use Henri's gold to bribe a boat into looking the other way, eh? You think that would work?" He paused a second, as if waiting for the hatchling to give a reply. "Risky, I know, but I doubt disguising you would work either, unless... hey, Caulind! You know Third Song magic, right? Could you make someone think that the dragons are actually like dogs or cats or something, or is that not your style so much?"