<span style="font-style: italic">The wind blew North as the moon started to rise and the sun started to set; the grass bent relentlessly under the boots of an army heading West in search of a Star-sayer Dragon-born. Although she was young and had no evidence of owning the power of the dragon, the king wanted her in his possession to get an advantage on the dragons.<br/><br/>Hearing a searing screech above her, Na'vee dropped the rabbit and crouched behind fern. The sky was beautiful with the yellows and reds of the sun and the silhouettes of the marching army, but she couldn't enjoy the view because her dream was playing out in front of her. <br/><br/>With her kill out of her mind, she ran from her hiding spot and ran as fast as she could to her home - Holet above her. </span>"Mother!?"<span style="font-style: italic">Na'vee looked around for her mother, fearing she would have to flee without a last goodbye - but her mother ran from the back with a bucket of plumroots in her hand. </span>"My dream,"<span style="font-style: italic">Na'vee began, grabbing a satchel and stuffing it with clothes, herbs, dried meat, bread, and fruits. Slipping her weapons into place, as well as her books, she turned to her mother and embraced her.</span>"I have to go... the Kings army is coming  for me... I'm so sorry..."<span style="font-style: italic">Her mother handed her a coin purse and nodded silently, tears flowing down her face as she watched her seventeen year old daughter flee like a criminal. With a goodbye hug, Na'vee ran out the house, veiling herself with a black leather cloak.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Six years later.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The smell of magnolias stung her nose with it's bitter ripeness as the elegant dragon-born girl crept silently past the third group of armed men sent out to get her this season. The cold air blew in her direction which kept the hounds sleeping next to the men from noticing her and the fire burned brightly in their center.  <br/><br/>The tree that she slipped down from was her safe haven since she ran hours before the daylight peeked over the mountain heads - thankfully the trees were thick and woven within each other to keep her out of sight and the stench of its buds masked her own scent. <br/><br/>Quietly, Na'vee looked up and caught sight of Holet above her, encircling the camp and waiting very patiently for his companion to make it safely out of danger. Sure to keep light feet and staying downwind, she made it out of ears reach and took run further East.</span>