The orcs had pursued the little Halfling into the woods to the east of her village, and one of the orcs knew she was important by her manner of dress. She had value and the warchief would reward whoever could bring her to him. The other orc, well he was just horny and he saw this little Halfling as a prize of another sort, a sort that would leave her spent and used. Yet, both these vile creatures soon realized the capture would be more difficult than intended for she moved quickly for one with such little legs, and she knew these woods… Had it been nighttime rather than early evening she might have gotten away…<br/><br/>But capture her they would. They moved with speed and had plenty of stamina to keep up the pursuit. And as they watched their prey stumble and fall they knew they had her. They were on her quickly and the first grabbed at her shoulders. Their voices, speaking in the common guttural tongue of the orcs seemed agitated, as if they were arguing, and perhaps they were, arguing over who should have her first…<br/><br/>But before they could make that determination, a wave of flame shot out around them. It was cone shaped and went out about ten feet. Morphine would have felt the heat but someone she was unhurt and unburnt by it as the flames were focused higher. One of the orc s cursed loudly as he started to stumble about, his body and equipment on fire. Accompanying the fire was wind and a gentle roar was heard… But, where one might have expected a real live dragon it was something else; certainly it had dragon-like characteristics, but it was much smaller. This little dragon was perhaps four feet long, from the tip of its nose to the tip of its tail and it would stand at about 18 or so inches tall. It was mostly a light charcoal colour with pink trim and it had red and pink butterfly wings sprouting from its back. It moved with surprising speed and agility.<br/><br/>With one orc currently on the ground burning and in pain the little dragon focused on the second, swooping in and chomping down on the upper arm that held onto the Halfling, causing the orc to let go and cry out in pain…