1115. What Do We Call You?
"Midnight, come on. If you don't get up now you will miss breakfast. I even asked mother to make us some special sandwiches so I can share them with Elise for the help." This was the only way to Get Midnight awake. She had trained extra long with her new dragonkin friend. Her wings and back were more sore than they had ever been, however, she felt that flying was right around the corner.
Lately, Midnight had made a massive leap in flight training. She was now able to flap her wings and get a few feet off the ground before she lost the ability to stay up. It was mostly because her wing muscles were still too weak and underdeveloped. Yet, compared to any other dragon her age, she was years ahead of them. She was looking at being able to fly with some control sooner than later. She could already glide with decent control.