For weeks Ioksok watched his dragon grow he was growing very fast. The dragons back was level with Ioksok's shoulder. You need a name Ioksok said to his dragon one day, the dragon was laying on his stomach, and yawned How about fang Ioksok said as he looked into his dragon's mouth, he felt the dragon approve.

Ioksok and Fang were shadowing the group of companions, when they heard a howl. Wolves Ioksok said to fang, Ioksok looked into the trees the eyes of the nearest wolf looked out at him, the eyes held a wary cunning; dangerous jaws dripping with hunger. each waited for the other to make a move. Ioksok made the first move charging with his sword out in front of him. The jaws of he leader bit into the base of Fangs neck, and the others joined in. The teeth locked fast, Fang took advantage of his limber spine and turned around, rolling over on a wolf injuring it enough for it to cry through clamped teeth. The young one caught Fang's foreleg. Ioksok killed his wolf as it sprang at him, and impaled its self on his sword. Fang bit the wolf on his leg crushing its skull in his jaws. Fang rolled over and opened the wolf with his rear claws, taring the leader from throat to hock. One of the flankers got a grip on his rear leg, Ioksok stabed the wolf in the back. When the wolves were dead, Fang and Ioksok fled thinking what other animals might smell the blood, or if the companions heard it and would come to see what all the noise was.

Past....
Erais had agreed, they should leave. She told them to leave Ioksok alone.
"In a way I don't blame him for wanting to turn me in, after all it was my fault he doesn't have a home anymore. Let us leave him be."

Present....
They had traveled away from the Urgal camp.
"I am a bit hungry." Erais said holding her stomach. "What about you guys?"
Erador also said she was hungry. Erador left to go hunting.

After traveling for several weeks, Asmana was getting weary. “Beware,” the Spirit Anki told her, “For someone cowers in the shadows, the threat that looms over life.”

Asmana was watchful, but even she could not stand days and nights of travel with no rest. After Erais expressed a will to eat, she did not complain. In fact, she joined Erador on her quest for food.

“So, Erador,” Asmana said to the great dragon, aloud, “What becomes of us now? Do we go and find the Urgals, or do we disperse and live the rest of our lives in fear?” Asmana explained about Anki’s cryptic warning. “It is all so depressing,” she moaned.


OOC: Ioksok, recheck posts to be sure they MAKE SENSE. Thank you. ("You need name" ???)

I am not so sure. Erador began. We should hunt them down, in my opinion. It is depressing.
Erador thought for a minute. She then stopped, she could smell some deer about a mile away.
I have found our dinner, it about a mile away. If you want you may ride on me, that way you won't be tired at all. Erador said to Asmana.
Erador waited for her response.

Kariana soared lazily on the updrafts. She preferred to hunt alone. It was a lonely area, not many towns nearby. She spotted a group of deer far below, and eyed them hungrily. They hadn't seen her, and she outstretched her talons, ready to dive for one. She saw a large one on the outside of the heard, which seemed to have already been attacked by another predator not long ago.
A perfect target! She thought to herself, and shifted her wings back a little. She suddenly caught a smell in the air. It was fresh blood, but not of a deer. Curiosity overcame her hunger, and she wheeled around in search of the scent.

“I am honored,” murmured Asmana. Carefully, she climbed atop Erador and situated herself in between the dragon’s neck and back. “I hope Erais will not be too jealous.” Asmana found herself smiling, something she had not done in weeks, not truly. Sardonic grinning and hollowed laughter did not constitute happiness. Riding atop a silver-white dragon did.

As the wind blew, Asmana’s hair flew up, like a mane of fire in the heat draft. Wonder and surprise alighted her violet eyes, which had begun to look bluer, even green, lately. This laughing child, who could be hurt and vulnerable, who could cry, this was Asmaani, the villager of long ago. This was who resided, hidden, imprisoned, within the cruel and sadistic Shade’s body and mind, awaiting a chance to be set free. This was who the Shade and the spirits would dominate for eternity.

No, she will not. We have given rides to many trust worthy people. Erador explained.

She then glided through the air. It was different with Asmana. She could sense some joy coming from her. She was deep in thought, she then saw that they were close to the deer. She gently landed.

Let us be quiet. Erador said.
She then pressed her body against the ground.
I wonder what happened to Ioksok. She wondered.
She reapeted this to Asmana.

Kariana carried on following the smell east, until it became stronger. She began searching the ground for any sign of where it could be coming from. She could smell death, but not of something she would normally devour. Carefully, she landed as silently as possible, the trees muffling the sound of her heavily beating wings. She swung her head from side to side, trying to find the direction she was supposed to go, then headed off a little way into the trees. Soon, Kariana could feel she was close. Her thick tail snaked across the ground, leaving a shallow trail wherever she had walked. Soon, she stumbled across a clearing, and found what she had been looking for. A pack of wolves, perhaps the same ones that had attacked that deer, lay slaughtered on the ground. She looked away in disgust, angry that somebody had gone to the trouble of killing such powerful creatures.

We can never be sure of what that fool will do, Asmana replied bitterly. How can we hope to plan when we know he knows of us, and is probably a hinderance to our plans? She flicked the red hair from her neck and the joyfull light in her eyes died down, only to be replaced with a firey hunger for vengance. Asmana leaned back on the great dragon and sighed inwardly. She gazed around, her mind, eyes and ears catching everything within a couple miles' radiace. Terror shot through her and she let out a gasp. "No!" she cried, aloud.

Fang lifted his head and snorted Smell I dragon he said to Ioksok,
No it's I smell dragon Ioksok corrected him as he looked at his dragon, Fang's red scales were a bright wine red color, his eyes were the color of the sky when there were no clouds.

Ioksok told fang to stay at the cave, He walked quitly out to the edge of the clearing where they left the wolves, to see a big dragon looking around sniffing the air.

Erador had some how got off track.

How did that happen. She thought.

She then heard Asmana cry 'No'.

What is it? She asked.

She then started to sniff, her white scales glowing, she smelled something different in the air.

I cannot be sure, Asmana replied, but great danger lurks. A familiar danger. I cannot imagine what it may be. We need to get back to Erais and Kariana.

Images flashed before Asmana’s eyes. The body of a young girl, a spear through her body. A red dragon flying with desperate strokes into the sunset, arrows protruding from its wings and tail. A young man, deep in a puddle of blood, gasping for air. Asmana herself, ragged and injured, struggling to block a knife aimed for her heart . . .

“We NEED to go!” she screamed. “Erador, get us back to Erais and Kariana!”

Ioksok raced back to Fang as he felt pain in his arm. "Fang." he yelled as he raced through the trees.
Ioksok saw a girl laying on the ground a spear through her stomach, it was a teribal wound, but it would take a while for her to bleed out. Fang was fighting tooth and claw with a band of urgals.
Ioksok jumped in and killed a few "Fly away" he yelled at fang, as he was hit in the chest with an arrow, but he kept on swinging his sword killing another urgal.
Fang looked at Ioksok with sadness in his eyes, but flew away, with every stroke of his wings another arrow flew at him.
Ioksok felt another arrow hit his shoulder and then another he kept swining, he killed most of the urgals the remaining urgals ran from his fury and hunting form.
Ioksok staggerd over to the girl and ripped what was left of his shirt into strippes and stemed the flow of blood from the girls stomach. Thinking back to the time in the raided village Ioksok said some words that he didn't understand, the girl was healed, and he passed out.

Erador wheeled around. She raced back to camp.

Erais get on. Asmana, we will be back soon. Erador almost yelled.

Erais jumped on. Erador let Asmana get off. Erador then flew back to where the fight was. Erais saw Ioksok and a girl. She then jumped off. Her feet hit the ground, her legs buckled beneath her. She then drew her sword and stood up. Erador and her charged. They clashed metal. Erais ignored the pain she was experiancing.

It was my falt his home was destroyed. I will repay the debt by giving him his life back. She said to Erador.

Erais continued on. She had gashs everywhere, she then was seperated from Erador. She was no where in site. Erais then fell to the ground. Her side bleeding furiously.

Kariana was still by the wolves, gazing around, taking in the sights. She heard the clashes of metal, and battle crys not far off. Curious, she bent low to the ground, and snaked her way towards the battle. There were so many people, she could barely tell which were survivors. Looking closer, she discovered that the dead were urgals.
Maybe they just had a fight amongst their own clans? She thought hopefully, then wound her way through the mess. She could see Erador not far off, in the middle of a raging fight. Furiously, she barreled into the urgals head first, and in a panicked tone, contacted the mighty dragon.
Where's Erais? She questioned.
And what happened?

I don't know. One minute she was by my side, the next she was gone. Someone angered the Urgals. Erador told her panicing.


Erais Her head felt light. She then could feel herself being picked up by someone. This someone gently whispeared,

"It's okay. Your safe now." Then Erais fainted from loosing so much blood.

Eagan came on battle field. "I know one person who likes to make Urgals angry." Ranger smiled quietly for very short time. When he was smiling he also looked for his weapons which he thrown during battle. Finally he found his dagger in forehead of some Urgal. He took it out and cleaned it with Urgals’s clothes.
"What was that red flying think looking like dragon?" asked Eagan.

Erais woke up leaning against a tree. She was still on the battle field. Her wounds were bandaged. She couldn't see the person who had saved her life. She someone on the opposite side. She stood up. Her knees buckled under her again. She held onto the tree. She then drew her sword, she carefully made her way over to the stranger.

"Who are you? What do you want?" She asked commandingly.

She looked around for Erador. She was nowhere in sight.

Erador where are you? She asked.

She hoped she would get an answear.

"I don't mean any harm to you so you can take your sword away." Eagan was sitting near fire. He took Erais away from battle field and made bandages from his few clean clothes.
"You'd been sleeping for few hours and maybe you feel better but still you're not alright enough to start fighting. Please sit down." Eagan pointed on place near him but he didn't turn on her yet.

Still upon Erador, Asmana contacted Kariana.

I had a most awful vision. Death and destruction await us; the Spirits have told me so. Erais is missing, and I fear her to be the injured woman from the message. If the rest is to come true, a red dragon should appear soon, be on guard. Asmana tried to remain aloof, but she was terrified. Layers of chain and armor separated the world from her heart, and wards at that, but she was still not willing to go into open battle.

All would be lost if I was gone. She thought.

Kariana, meet us soon, we need to find Erais before the red dragon finds us!

Kariana puzzled over what Asmana had told her. Death and destruction-
That doesn't sound too good! She thought silently to herself.
And another dragon- I wonder if it has a rider! She squirmed uncomfortably, not too happy at the thought of even more dragons with riders arriving in alagaesia. She started off towards Asmana and Erador, still pondering what she had been told.
I wonder where it came from... She thought If Galbatorix owned the egg, then that isn't good news for us! However, I thought the last egg was green. She reasoned, just as she reached Asmana and Erador. They had been right, Erais was nowhere to be seen.

OOC: Continue for a while. I have mental blcok.