When the morning light came, Ivy woke up at the crack of dawn. She immediately flinched as there was a heavy scent of wounds in the area. She looked up to find Vine laying limply, half asleep next to the healer.
"What happened?" Ivy demanded.
The healer shrugged. "No clue. He had just dragged himself back to camp after you had fallen asleep."
So that was the smell.. Ivy thought grimly. I couldn't even find my own guard-
As she looked closer at the wound, Ivy discovered it was a deep slash, right down his right hind leg.
"Strange.." she remarked quietly.
She pretended to shrug, then walked off back into the pit of dragons. She snarled as some tail almost wacked her wings, then whirled around with a growl as someone hit her legs with their wing.
"Time to take to the air!" some-dragon shouted.
Ivy rolled her eyes and rose off the ground; she already had decided to stay towards the back of the group. She loved a good fight, but not loud noises- She flexed her talons as the group rose higher into the air. Ivy saw her parents nod to the chariot and the servants flew down, bringing it back to the mid-air spot. Her parents landed on the floating contraption, making the carriers flinch slightly but quickly recover.
"Here we go again.." Ivy muttered and slowed her wing speed, dropping behind.
She pulled a map out of the small pouch on her back. She had stolen a map from the guards that morning for this exact reason. She paused to hover.
"Ok, so if I go that way," she muttered, "It should put me out.. Right there." She pointed to a small X on the map.
She dropped behind even more, and then, when she was sure no one was watching, she turned to the right, veering far from the group. She smiled at the freedom she had finally grasped onto. She glanced down at her map then put it back into the small pouch where it belonged. The sun was just now peaking over the horizon, and Ivy witnessed the first moments of dawn. She marveled at the pinks and oranges of the early morning. She saw a small mountain appear in the distance.
"We must be getting near the ice territory..." She grumbled as a chill went down her spine.
Ivy was high above the clouds now, trailing the path the map had led her onto. She knew she was straying a bit too far, but she honestly didn't care. The map had the other's destination. She could go as far as she wanted and not have a care in the world. She smiled as a cold air current drifted under her wings. Suddenly, she saw a flash of blue in the clouds. Ivy almost fell out of the sky trying to stop.
"Who's there!" She shouted into the creamy landscape.
She saw another flash of blue, only this time a slender ice dragon slowly lifted himself in front of her. His eyes seemed to be locked on hers, and strangely, Ivy felt her eyes being locked on his. They just held still flapping there, a few snowflakes fluttered around the pale dragon. They drifted a bit closer.
Now that Ivy looked closer, the Ice dragon had large wings with a black cloak draped across his back. His scales where icy white with icicle-like spines running down his back. The ice dragon began to circle her slowly. Then he was still, eyeing the glowing mark on her wing. It had a small crown on it, signing she was royal.
Then Ivy's eyes darted back to her pouch. He wasn't eyeing her mark- He was eyeing her pouch! Now finally out of the trance, Ivy snarled and dove down under the canopy of clouds. She heard the ear-piercing roar of an ice dragon follow.
After a few minutes of speeding over the tree's, Ivy felt her energy grow dangerously low. She began to pant heavily and crash-landed in a small snowy clearing. She heard the ice dragon land beside her. Ivy was splayed out on the ground. Her breath was growing low, she wouldn't be awake much longer. She attempted to roar for help as the ice dragon slipped a sack over her. She shrieked and felt violent pain echo through her skull. Then everything went black.
About an hour later, Ivy could now no longer see but felt grass and small rocks sliding along her back. Her limbs where numb and she couldn't move. She couldn't exactly think either. All that was awake was her sense of touch. She could only feel.
"Whoof-" some-dragon sighed and dropped the sack holding Ivy.
At least- She thought it was a sack... She could feel her unconcise mind willing to keep her senses awake. It was losing. She could feel herself slipping into more of an unconcise state. Ivy felt like she was teetering at the edge of a large cliff. At the bottom, the possibility of get knocked out again was waiting. Even though her mind wasn't fully awake, she could feel herself fighting not to fall. Not to become unaware again. But she felt it coming back, she was going to lose this battle. So, with one more attempt, she gave up and fell back into the abyss of unconsciousness.
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