<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">"Let's move out!</span></span>came a shout from the front. The Lore Master snapped her reins and she began to move out.   It was not very far, perhaps five miles but she had to be there to see something in particular and it only happened twice a day.<br/>All that one could see was saplings and small night creatures.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://s1088.photobucket.com/user/TheCreator7/media/00-Frequent%20RPs/Dragonopia%20RP/699%20pixals%20maps/2_zpsu5cmqgwf.png.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i325/TheCreator7/00-Frequent%20RPs/Dragonopia%20RP/699%20pixals%20maps/2_zpsu5cmqgwf.png">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Ixonia followed as soon as the wagon in front of her moved. It was a long monotonous drive to her. She was glad for the lights but they did not keep her awake. When they got there they formed a circle so that the animals were penned.