Your expression isn't as warm and loving as usual. You seem cold, and distant."Daddy," I say, "What's wrong?" I look longingly into your eyes, begging... for an honest answer."I'm not pleased with you."I can feel my expression change, drastically. A look of fear must have washed over my face, as I'm terrible at hiding my emotions. I think over my actions. What could I have done wrong today? I count backwards through everything I've done, making sure I didn't disobey you in any way. Then, it hits. He didn't mind it, though: afterall, he had only just met CeCe yesterday, while the other three seemed tobe good friends of hers. He wasn't sure why they needed their privacy.But if CeCe didn't want him listening in, then it would be rude (not tomention ungrateful) to pry.Also, the errand gave him time to think about his own plans for the day.Dana realized he need to call the camp as soon as possible. Somehow,either they'd neglected to note his absence yesterday or they'd failed tocommunicate. Aelnala was a Heavyhorn Dragon, and though no where near as large as Torma, she was above average for her breed. Her dirty yellow scales were smooth and could be very soft as Isra had found on many nights sleeping propped up against her side. She was perhaps a shade over six meters in length and four meters tall at her highest. She weighed in excess of two metric tons, but with constant training and practice with Isheeni over the King's Island, she had become one of the most maneuverable. .." Good idea," Susan said as she walked down the narrow aisle and dug through the gear."I hear a vehicle," I said as I looked out the window."Hello in the plane. Is everyone ok?" shouted a man's voice. I tried to see where it was coming from, but couldn't see anything."Susan, can you see him?" I said as I crossed to look out the other side.Susan was moving stuff and she finally cleared the last window."I see a Hummer, a man and four women all dressed in shorts, t-shirts and hiking boots. He.