The energetic kender had already grabbed hold of the dwarf's boot and heaved, propelling Flint head first right into the hard-muscled body of the young bronze dragon. Hands flailing wildly, Flint caught hold of the harness on the dragon's neck and hung on for dear life, revolving slowly in the air like a sack on a hook.
"What are you doing?" Tas asked in disgust, gazing up at Flint. "This is no time to play! Here, let me help--"
"Stop it! Let go!" roared Flint, kicking at Tasselhoff's hands. "Get back! Get back, I say!"
"Get up yourself then," Tas said, hurt, backing up.
Puffing and red-faced, the dwarf dropped to the ground. "I'll get on in my own good time!" he said, glaring at the kender. "Without help from you!"
...The dwarf cast a glance back at the big bronze dragon and folded his arms across his chest stubbornly. "I've got to give this some thought--"
"Oh, come on, Flint!" Tas begged. "You're only stalling. I want to fly! Please, Flint, hurry!" The kender brightened. "I could go by myself...
"What are you doing?" Tas asked in disgust, gazing up at Flint. "This is no time to play! Here, let me help--"
"Stop it! Let go!" roared Flint, kicking at Tasselhoff's hands. "Get back! Get back, I say!"
"Get up yourself then," Tas said, hurt, backing up.
Puffing and red-faced, the dwarf dropped to the ground. "I'll get on in my own good time!" he said, glaring at the kender. "Without help from you!"
...The dwarf cast a glance back at the big bronze dragon and folded his arms across his chest stubbornly. "I've got to give this some thought--"
"Oh, come on, Flint!" Tas begged. "You're only stalling. I want to fly! Please, Flint, hurry!" The kender brightened. "I could go by myself...
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