Al laughed. "Of course you can sing fer me! Ya know it's unlike me to turn down a free show." Al glanced back, grinning at the bard enjoying his present.
"We'll be stopping soon, I know a clearing a mile beyond the tree line, it's a safe place where I gather herbs. And we should probably look into friendly dragons first, eh? At the very least they'd be able to point us towards what breed, and if we're lucky, they'd know the parents?"
Cap sighed and sat back in his corner of the wagon. He was eager to have a break from the bumpy road already. "Good thinking, Al," he commented. He held his hands out next to the egg and warmed his hands with it before pulling out his guitar to strum a few chords.
"So, how long will it take?" he asked.
Al glanced at the sun and the forest ahead of them before answering. "At this rate, maybe 40 minutes? Just after dusk."
Al felt her eyes focusing on the road again. If she stayed focused, had Cap here, had a plan, she should be fine. She WOULD be fine, she was not going to freak out over some bad magic.
Cap pulled his blanket over the bottom half of his body and slumped into his corner, propping his feet up in a wagon seat opposite him. He really did love traveling and the outdoors, he especially loved the anticipation and the slow crawl of it all. But sometimes it could get rather uncomfortable and cramped.
He began to hum an unknown tune out of boredom along with the strings he was plucking.
Shortly after the sun disappeared over the horizon, the sky still the orange grey of dusk, they pulled into the clearing. Quickly, Al unhitched her pony and stopped the wheels of the cart with a log. The pony, used to the clearing, wandered into the middle to graze and roll in the grass, and Al started unpacking some of her food.
"Cap'n, could you be a dear and grab us some firewood?" she looked up to find her friend's eyes and grinned.
(sorry i died, I got pulled into an anime)
(understandable tbh)
Cap hopped out of the wagon and set his stuff down beside it, guitar, bed roll and all. He double checked to make sure that the egg was in a safe spot and in view before turning to his friend.
"Yeah, sure. Do you have an axe?" he asked her. He wanted to get the woodcutting over with before it really got dark. He didn't know what could be in these woods, he'd never been.
"Of course!" Al bounced to the cart and pulled out her small axe. Then she glanced around the clearing, and then pointed to the left path. "There should be a deadfall tree to the side on that path there."
Al then grabbed a pot from the cart as well, setting it to the side. "And when you return, I'll go get water for dinner, I don't wish to leave the egg unguarded here."