Journey Chapter 6 part two

Forest woke up, groggy with vision blurred and hearing muttering and objects moving. He never felt anything like that before, it was weird and felt like he hadn’t slept in months and had been spinning on a doedicurus for an hour straight.

Whatever bit him, had some sort of odd venom. He looked and saw a small dinosaur looking through his backpack and had scattered his belongings all over the ground. He sat quietly and listened carefully to hear what the dinosaur was doing.

“Raw meat, fishing rod, where is it, come on, where is it?? Huh, what this?? A weird rock? No, it’s a rune!!! How did he get this???” The dinosaur said, Forest got up quickly and was about to stop him from taking it.

But the dinosaur just gently put in on the ground “Don’t really care about that, interesting though.” The dinosaur said and then went back to rummaging through Forest’s backpack. Forest decided to end his rummaging and grabbed the dinosaur and pulled his backpack away from it.

“Ah!!!!! What?!?!” The dinosaur said and then immediately started squawking like a dodo, then screeching like a Argy and did several other creature languages and accents that Forest couldn’t understand. Forest could tell that it was a troodon now, but it was a lot smaller than an adult but more mature than a subadult or juvenile. He wasn’t sure what to make of it, but he had one thing in mind of asking.

“What are doing going through my bag?? And why were you following me?? It’s impolite to try to stalk and steal from someone who saved everyone here.” Said Forest, very confused on what exactly is going on.

“Oh really!?!?! Well excuse me, Sir Drake. But I think you are loco. Your owner must have been desperate to get rid of you to sacrifice you to a Troodon.” The troodon said sarcastically and then started yelling out in human language things Forest again couldn’t understand.

“Wait did you just say sacrifice and what owner??” Forest said getting more and more confused as time went on. The troodon then looked at him and started to look like he was confused.

“The owner who brought you here, I mean Rock Drakes don’t live here. NOW CAN YOU PLEASE DROP ME!!!!!” The troodon said and having a small temper tantrum.

Forest dropped him and the troodon looked at Forest for a little while, “Well, I can tell you one thing. I don’t have an owner, and I don’t think you know where you’re at, because we do live here naturally.” Forest said to the troodon.

“And where is HERE?” Asked the troodon, Forest replied thinking it was a very stupid question. “Fjordur, and I’m one of the Five.” And the troodons eyes widened so far, they looked like they were about to pop out.

“Well, that explains it.” The troodon said and Forest getting confused again “Explains what?” Forest asked.

“Explains mostly everything, you being here wild, the rune in your bag, your skin being tougher than regular drakes as if you lived in a colder environment, and your confusion about where we are. We are not on Fjordur, you are on The Island!! Also your one of the mythical heroes of the legendary prophecy??” The troodon said and all that could come out of Forests mouth was, “WHAT?!?!?!”…