Bamboo was invisible still snoozing nearby. If Alyssia walked a few paces over, she would step on his tail.
Apple was awake, but not nearby. She was flying. Flying and wheeling, spinning and looping. The earth was beneath her and above her, and beautiful colors caught her newly working eyes briefly before she was looking at something new.
She angled her wings so she was diving directly towards the ground, and picked up speed. Her flying ability was a hundred times better. Now, she could see everything.
How could other dragons stand to go about in this world without exclaiming at its wonder every two seconds? It was incredible.
Even in the grays, there were millions of different shades.
And suddenly, she saw it.
Her wings opened and she was still, hovering in the air. She quietly flew closer, and perched on top of a tree, overlooking it.
Home. Her home.
The small Rainwing village. It was really not much of a village, just a few homes near each other. The real huge village was a mile away. Not much of a fly at all, but this here? This was her actual home. The sun was out and falling on odd Rainwings lounging here and there. It caught the colors of their beautiful scales, creating rainbows that rested on the jade green leaves.
Apple chuckled, holding back threatening tears as she finally got to see it all.
Aunt Mangoleaf was turning red and dark green again. Bamboo had always described the colors to Apple long ago, and they would giggle as they heard her shouting at some poor dragon that had crossed her path. Her constant mix of anger and disgust had always amused Bamboo, and appalled Apple. Now, able to watch it, she was able to laugh silently as the young dragon that was in her way, turned sweet shades of yellow and cerulean. Amusement and calmness... Oh boy.
Mangoleaf wouldn't like it.
Apple giggled as she looked another way and saw a little dragonet learning to turn invisible, being chased by his mother. Thankfully, he wasn't quite flying yet. His natural scales were stunning, orange and turquoise streaking across his body, and white patches in odd areas. This must be Skychaser, Bamboo had always described his antics between gales of laughter.
Apple wanted to stay and watch longer, but she knew if she went back in the village, she'd not leave.
And it would be kind of a hassle to explain how she was able to see... that would open a can of worms she wasn't ready to share yet.
She took another look at her home and turned away, flying back towards the oasis. It took every ounce of strength she had not to turn around. No matter the adventure she was about to have, she had never really ventured outside of her home much. It felt safe and cozy and nice, and really?
It was where she had felt like she could do anything.
But this giant open world needed to be seen. Seen with new eyes.
Literally.
She made it back to the oasis, and blended into her surroundings. She saw the group talking, but didn't see her brother....
Oh. The lazy lump was still asleep, the air shimmering as his scales blended in perfectly with his area. She landed next to him and unveiled, kicking him while looking at the group with a "give me a second to take care of this" look.
"Ow!" Bamboo yelped. "I'm up, I'm up!!!" He sat up and groaned. "Whaddya wa- wa- waaaant...." He yawned.