MythsFlight

Valentina scanned the sky above the leafy, green treetops. The sun had already passed its zenith and her stomach growled in response. Reminding her that all she had eaten today was that weird purple drink that had given her stripes. Maybe she should have eaten breakfast before running off in a fit. Valentina looked back to the forest floor, seeking out her little yellow companion.   “Hey! Captain Tad!” she called. The yellow wyngling perked and turned his attention to the large Tan gro. Valentina shuffled her feet tiredly “Maybe we should go back to the nook for lunch. I’m getting pretty hungry.” Tad fluttered h