Amythest rumbled her response to Krystal, and promptly fell asleep once she sensed that her rider was asleep as well.<br/><br/>She was the first to wake the next morning. Sunlight streamed gently into the cave, waking the dragon of darkness. She yawned and looked around. She saw Blackout and Krystal, still asleep, and recalled the last few days. She rumbled quietly to herself. She sniffed the breeze and, finding no dangerous scents, she laid her head down again. A few minutes later, Damyn moved, patting her side lightly to tell her that he was awake. She lifted her uninjured wing and stood to stretch. She groaned in pain as she moved the injured wing. She looked at it again, sniffed the split, and looked to Damyn. He stroked her head.<br/>"I know, girl." He whispered quietly. "Let's find you some herbs, and do a bit of hunting for breakfast, huh?" He emptied her saddlebags of nonessentials, leaving stacked nicely in a corner. Once that was done, he looked around the cave, finding Krystal and Blackout asleep. "Gotta leave a note. A stick..."<br/>He found one not far away, and he scribbled in the sandy area of the cave. Amythest looked at him, trying to figure out what he was doing. But she followed him when he gestured to her.<br/><br/>For the next few hours, Amythest hunted for rabbits and small game - since it was daytime, she stayed in one rabbit-populated spot and shot her plasma blasts to kill her prey. When she had six kills, she returned to Damyn, who had gone hunting for medicinal and seasoning herbs, making sure to avoid anything poisonous to the dragons. He carried his bag and stuffed it full with the various herbs that he recognized. When Amythest found him, they returned to the cave.