Peering out of the trees, Jerrar was alert. He had used a human trail for escape from the village and tied the cows in plain sight.  Though the path was seldom used, there was still a chance to be seen by any passing traveler going into town.  Seeing no one with his sharp vision he bravely retrieved the cows, taking the rope in his jaw and leading them slowly back to the thicker forest where he left his new-found friend.<br/><br/>Arriving safely, Jerrar glance back to see a horse in the distance with a human rider.  The bright orange mane and red-brown body of the male dragon would stand out greatly.  He looked to Kiriei and gestured toward the middle of the forest.<span style="color: #BF4000">"Follow."</span>He spoke through the rope.  The cows did not seem to mind the dragons and seemed more interested in any nearby shrubs.  Jerrar made his way deeper into the trees.<br/><br/>No one spoke during the little journey and Jerrar continually glanced back to make sure Kiriei was following still.  As the trees became denser it was difficult to help the cows over roots that bulged up from the ground.  Here the tree cover was so packed that there was little snow on the ground, but that certainly did not mean it was cold.<span style="color: #BF4000">"Almost there."</span>He told Kiriei a few minutes before they came to a semicircle of nine or ten trees all standing directly next to the other.  The half-fortress was covered in winter ferns and frost moss.