Dragoncrest Cliffs live in living color

Bobby barely heard Artaax's grunts over his own as he tried to reach the prize. The last attempt that Bobby made was actually a little closer, but before he could try again, he felt his base buck and he flew off. For a moment, he was soaring through the sky, and he felt just like the bird in the tree. Everything was slow motion as he looked around him. But then the feeling he had was cut off rather abruptly when he hit the ground and rolled away. He landed on his side, and it did hurt a little. It would probably bruise but nothing too awful.

He laid there, a black and orange pile of fluff. He raised his head and looked around in a daze, then snapped out of it and scrambled over to Artie. Artie you see? I was fly'n! Like that bird! Was fly'n all 'round, was so cool. You wan try? He asked with an excited grin, and bowed down so that his brother might board the Bobbymobile. He's pretty much forgotten about catching the bird, this was way cooler.