A sticky situation

With a flourish, what had appeared to be a shadow, stood tall. It was the cheetah one of the tiger leaders. His body was encased in fur and some sort of leather armour, his face mask leather as well and osolots skulls hung from his belt. In his hands he clutched a black metal spike. The street goblins screamed for they have never seen something so deadly. Within seconds the cramed with thousands of street goblins of all shapes, sizes and colours.

When the fighting cleared, there were many skulls and bodies in the dark alleyway and no sign of cheetah. Cautiously, Jonathan crept back to the cat bed, badly shaken by what he had seen. A strange coldness soul had rushed into his body and clutched onto his heart. He was sure that cheetah had came for the osolots!

By sunrise, Jonathan, Nathan and baby Annie left goblin palace far behind and were heading across a great plan to jungle hills. The journey took almost all day and so it was nightfall, they found themselves sheltering in a cave on the hillside where smoked steamed. The mountain glowed at night and rumbled a lot it was like we were in a giants stomach. Nathan was worried that they were too close but Jonathan showed him the map and sure enough their route took them over the hillside, right by the jungle hills.

Outside the cave, the bitter wind swept leafs across the field. Inside Nathan busied him self by making a small fire and roaring leafs and mushrooms. Nervously, Jonathan unwrapped the item his dad have given him before he went to war and disappeared. It was a small spike that he named ‘the lucky one ‘ he names it that because it saved him once. It’s glowed silver in the darkness of the cave. Even Annie knew that  was a bad sign for it meant  that goblins were close by!

The walls of the caves seemed to creak and bulge until there was a blinding flash of light through a hole In the cave were the goblins poured. Within milliseconds, the little rabbits were trussed up in a sticky thread that must have come from spiders. Annie buried her head, Nathan glared at the goblins and Jonathan struggled to hide ‘ the lucky one’ so that they would at least one weapon.

Too late! A shadow squeezed into the cave even goblins shrank back. Cheetah sneered at Jonathan “going somewhere?” He purred through his,leather mask. “ going nowhere I think!” He added clicking his paws. Scurrying forwards, the goblins bundled the osolots back into the mountain side and carried them deep into the centre until they came to a massive hole in the wall that’s where the tiger was them. sharping there weapons and preparing for war. Terrified, Jonathan started at cheetah. It looked as if the army was waiting, waiting to harm the one place that would be safety for them, the caves and cliffs.

The sun had hardly began to breathe into the windows of ticking tower when Jonathan woke up. Something was tapping at the door to their room. A beady eye peaked through the gap of the door, Jonathan sighed with relief. It was just the mail osolot with a message from their mother to say the tiger has destroyed Lonely Oak and last seen following there tracks over Lucky Lake. There was no time to loose. Jonathan checked the map and with the mail osolot help the band set off through a little forest and headed north.

As they set off, the forest was silent. There had been a blow of leafs during the night and red-ish leafs fell from the branches overhead, making walking harder. The wind blowed slowly.

Jonathan knew that it would be harder for the tiger to track them as it was impossible to see there footsteps in the swarm of leafs. By midday, they had reached the edge of the forest and there the osolots paused. Ahead, they could just see the outline of goblin palace. Perhaps we could hide there thought Jonathan.

Several hours later, the band found themselves skirting the towering walls of Tomlinson Palace. Fierce-some goblin soldier guarded the main gate, there green eyes glinting. So, Jonathan led Nathan and Annie round the walls until they found an entrance where a fox or Hager couldn’t fit through.

The darkness of the tunnel pressed in and the air was Moldy with goblins body oder but Jonathan led the way until at last they came out the other side. The goblin palace was the ideal place to hide. The tiger would not be welcome and as long as the osolots avoided being caught, they would be safe.

As night fell, Jonathan found a perfect hiding place. Deep in the alleyway, he found a cat bed. Up on the cat bed was pillows and space for three. It was clean and made a excellent to sleep. Outside, the leaves crumbled and crunched. Inside, Jonathan wondered about his mum and her safety. Annie cuddled up in the corner of the cats bed an soon fast asleep.

Jonathan slipped into the alleyway. They needed food. He kept to the shadows and looked around, snorts and snarls drifted through the silence as goblins muttered and argued. One or two passed goblins passed by the cats bed from the tavern their singing is worse then a howling wolf. At the other end of the alley, two street goblins spiked mice onto metal spikes and then roasted them on a grill.

Jonathan shuddered. The tiger were terrible; goblins were just as bad. From a deserted market stall, Jonathan stole a  loaf of bread, rotten tomatoes, an onion, some meat and milk. At least they won’t be hungry.

At the moment, there was a call from one of the houses in the alleyway, “ Who are yer? And what do u have?” A drunken scabby face leered out from the window at Jonathan. Tucking himself into the shadow, his heart started beating rapidly. Jonathan froze. Something was now coming down the street towards him. He could hear itself towards the cat’s bed.

The street goblins each picked up a ragged rusted sword and came to him. Eating, Jonathan hoped he won’t be seen…

How to look after a dragon

Have you just been given a dragon to look after? Are you wondering how on earth you will manage to take good care of such a dangerous creature? Fear not read these instructions and you will be able to enjoy your dragon and have the pleasure of watching it develop.

What you need:a candle, fake volcano, water, magma, obsidian and plenty of kindness.

What to do:

First, create an enclosed area, so your dragon doesn’t burn any houses down.

Next, provide a bucket of lava for your dragon to hydrate. Make sure it’s really hot lava preferably with magma as it’s the dragons favourite food.

Then, make sure you stroke it roughly since they only like a rough human touch.

Also, provide regular Magma because dragons become very hungry very quick. They also need fresh lava from a volcano and obsidian to look at as they need to keep a healthy cycle. This will result in a good dragon.

Later, on make the time to entertain your pet otherwise it might pine away.

Finally, sing to your dragon and play the radio loudly because dragons love loud music. If your lucky your pet might dance.

Dragons make a brilliant pet but eventually it will outgrow a mansion. Consequently, you will have to release your pet into a volcano in the ocean. This will be a sad day but if you treat it well they might return with a gift. Dragons are kind to those who treat them right.