A dragon by the wall
The woods are cold at night, but still the young girl no older than 10 clambered up the wall ,her silver eyes set upon the forrest. The girl flew down from her perch atop the wall landing with feline grace and darted off into the gnarled mess of the Anambar forest, her feet met the ground with unnatural speed her eyes all seeing in the waning light she needed the speed of she were to be back before sun-up.
The wall was the only thing separating the small village on the edge from the wild lands beyond the Anambar forest , and the hunters; the hunters are warriors ,the only ones allowed beyond the wall.
Tarrin knew the forest well as it was the only place she could go to be alone, to hide - to escape, but tonight she was here for a different purpose; one involving scales and wings, so the young girl stole through the forest searching for whatever the hunters had left behind. The silver eyes girl stood alert as a soft whimpering pricked her ears her night dark hair being snatched out of its tight braid by a chill wind.
Pools of golden Ichor marked her path as her quiet footsteps continued on, whimper 's of pain and frustration met her keen ears as her breathing intensified clouding the air before her. A puzzled gasp leaped from her mouth, a dragon.
Few had ever seen a dragon and fewer still in this close proximity, his golden blood leaked from a wound on his shoulder that refused to heal, a poision barb was lodged between his scales. It was either curiosity or stupidity that made her step closer. She drew a dagger from her boot and crouched lower , she lifted her gaze to his eyes only to find a sea of gold staring at her right back. The piercing gaze of the dragon captured her attention, she felt it spear into her soul felt him reading her felt him claiming her; and as if a rope had stretched itself around her waist and her captor was pulling her toward him, as if in trance she took a step. Tarrin knew she should feel fear but this ,this was not fear this ,this was something else.
One step led to another and another until they were so close , his golden eyes bore into her silver ones, but she held his stare; tentatively she reached out a hand, smoke curled out of his nostrils, dancing into the night sky; she hesitated holding his gaze, she could feel the warmth radiating off of him ,such a contrast to the cold air and she placed a palm onto his night dark scales.
As her fingers touched his scales she felt chains snake around her ankles snapping mancles shut as it wound up across her back securing a collar to her throat and more shackles to her arms, the chains were made of dragon scales the same as his, and as she tore her gaze from his to look down she found no chains and yet the weight remained, she stumbled holding his body for support , he hissed but Tarrin ignored him focused on getting the barb out. Lithe fingers grabbed the hook and pulled; a bellow empires from the dragon that shook the surrounding forest , it was the last thing she heard before collapsing the barb still dripping with golden ichor between her fingertips.
