Fiero perches on a tree, his wings outstretch as he watches a boy with a skull mask search around the area his friend was taken. "You won't find him. He's already at Castlic Islaric Dragonar." Fiero says, jumping down and landing on one foot. He adjusts his wooden direwolf mask, since it was jarred from the landing. Hollow spins around on him, his eyes beastly. "Take me to him. Now." Hollow says, walking toward him like he's a a predator that cornered his prey. Fiero let's out a sigh from the animosity. He quite likes the feeling the danger is giving him. Tilting his head, he watches as two more boys join him. A pirate and a nobles son, it seems. "I'm a dragon-kin. Half human, half dragon. Don't ask." Fiero says. He goes to Hollow and grabs his hand. "I'll show you." Fiero says, casting his memories unto Hollow. Hollows mind rushes with knowledge and memories that aren't his. There. He singles out one and examines it. It's the way to Castlic Islaric Dragonar. Ripping his hand away, he turns to everyone. "We have a destination. And your all coming, even you, dragon-kin." Hollow says sternly.