Hidden Creatures: The Tree of Life

'Hidden Creatures: The Tree of Life' is for the Writing collaboration with Partners Brightslate07 made. Majesty (my partner) gave me the plot, "There is a Tree of Life. And it was dying.", and this story turned up. 
==Prologue==
"Commander Mayan!" 
The head guard rushed through the marble mosaic decorated corridors. She shook her hair flowing free, and irregularly missed her footing. 
There was no time for that. 
"Commander Mayan!" She shouted again, gasping breathlessly, passing the oak doors. A sharp left made her slide on the white floor, turn on her heel and dash forward. 
The Shattered Garden lay in front on the last corridor. 
She brushed her hand lightly on the last pillar, clinging on later to swing and jump on the soft grass. 
A beautiful tree with sharp crystals hanging was growing in the centre of the garden. It shone like as of it was made of diamonds. The little crystals on the ground sparkled like stars.
A sense of ease came over Katylnn. She sighed, catching her breath. A tiny finch fluttered its tiny wings and sat below the Tree, chirruping happily.
But there was no one near the Tree.
Katylnn sighed in anger and decided to quickly take a rest near the Shattered Tree. 
No. She sharply told herself, getting up from the sense of rest around her. I refuse to do so until I find Commander Mayan.
Katylnn thought about the direction to the Tree of Life before a sharp cry echoed the whole landscape. 
And it was a cry of somebody.
Suddenly, The Shattered Tree was crumpling, like as if it was dying, but the leaves remained green. All the crystal shards began knocking one another in a sweet melody. 
Before Katylnn could do a thing, a gyrfalcon, a normal falcon and at least ten kites descended with sharp cries. They all landed and kept a sudden lookout for anything. Like royal and loyal guards of the Tree, Katylnn thought.
"Katylnn?" asked the familiar voice of Joan, the brother of the smartest person in the continent of Ahile. "What are you doing here?"
Katylnn sighed and turned around. Joan was still wearing his normal spectacles but now was staring curiously at the new taloned arrivals. 
"Um," Katylnn began. "Have you seen Commander Mayan?"
"Commander Mayan?" Joan echoed. "No, he went out for a hunting party, remember?"
"But from then onwards?"
"Not a soul saw him," Joan sighed, slumping to the ground. 
"Of course," Katylnn said. "You were searching for him as well and you stalked me." She pouted and turned back around. 
"No!" Joan cried. "Well, sort of, but I thought maybe I could ask you!"
Katylnn rolled her eyes. 
"Wait," Joan said quickly. "You said 'as well'."
"Yeah, so?" Katylnn humped. 
"That means you were searching for him too?"
"What, you thought, 'oh, maybe lemme just grab her and quickly query her'?" Katylnn said, tilting her head up. 
"Well, sort of," he admitted, and added a quick "Maybe," at the end. He scrambled up in a hurry. 
An uncomfortable silence filled the air.
"Go on," Katylnn sighed, turning back around, hands crossed. 
"Umm, about those kites and falcons," Joan said, slightly pointing at the birds. 
"What about them?" Katylnn replied back. "They just suddenly came when I was here." 
"How?" 
"Long story, really." Katylnn sighed again and slumped to the ground. 
"You mean the Shattered Tree crumpled?" Joan suddenly urged, dashing forward towards Katylnn. 
"Sort of..." She trailed off. 
"Oh dear," Joan suddenly said. Katylnn snapped to attention. "What 'Oh dear'?"
"I-I need to go now," he quickly finished and suddenly dashed away. 
"Joan!" Katylnn shouted, getting up rapidly. But Joan also rapidly gained speed, dashing back into the marble corridors. 
"Joan! Come back!"
==CHAPTER ONE==
An arrow swished and pierced right below bulls eye. 
"Failed." He said again, tapping a stick on the floor. His lioness was curling up on his leg. The wind gusted through, picking grains of sand.
"I know," Vylnn said, lowering her bow. 
"That doesn't matter," He replied back, lifting the stick and now examining it. "Back tomorrow, and you better be better," 
"Sure..." Vylnn trailed off. she never trusted her Uncle, but then, why would her father ask Uncle to train her?
And, also to note her other sister, who had extra free time.
Vylnn turned around and hung her bow on her shoulder. She dashed away, quiver bouncing at each step. Her turns led her closer to the cottage doors, which was sitting in a forest, nowhere near the warm, sandy archery beach.
The tangle of vines slowed her down, but soon, she knew, soon she would get her own creature, beast, which she could morph into. And she hoped it was a flying one, which she could use to soar in clouds.
Except that was in a few weeks. 
The wood cottage came into view, brimming with daises and hyacinths and colours that scorched her eyeballs. She winced and tried to look like she was casually walking around. 
A figure was sitting near a tree, back pressed against it, holding a book bound together in leather that looked worn. Her hair was plaited and a little yellow flower was stuck near her ear. Wolff. Vylnn realised. 
Vylnn walked towards her sister, carefully not making noise. Wolff still heard her, glancing back, waving and tilting back to read.
She brushed against Wolff's arm when she reached her, bending down to read the book. Wolff was flicking through the pages, taking in the headings, and closed it before Vylnn even could figure out the book name. 
Wolff looked up and smiled, black eyes staring at Vlynn's brown eyes. She got up and clutched the book under her arms. "Archery practise?" She asked, brushing her hair back.
"Yep, pretty boring." Vylnn sighed, looking down. "I'm sick of this," 
"But, let me make it clear," Wolff replied, turning to the cottage which was shining. "You'll need it to hunt things."
"But what about in a few weeks!?" Vylnn argued back, staring back at Wolff, who was now frowning at her. "I can be a different beast and, boom, I can easily hunt."
"How about we go in and argue more?" Wolff suggested, a smile creeping on her face.
Vylnn sighed, jerking her head towards the tangled forest. Wolff already began towards the cottage. "If you're staying out, be back by dusk," Wolff said, now turning the door handle.
Treading softly, Vylnn made her way in the forest, pushing against wet vines and leaves. The bark felt comforting when she nearly tripped. The birds singing rested her rushing mind. 
The sun rushed down rather swiftly, and the cold moon and stars emerged from the sky. Vylnn watched them from an opening in the canopy. 
She hoped, at that moment, for a great next day.
==CHAPTER TWO==
A ginger cat scratched against Vylnn's knee, purring deeply. His tail twitched around her leg, furry and warm. He lay comfortably on her lap.
"Wake Tiki up," Wolff called across the cottage, from the attic. Her voice broke off in a sneeze and a faint cough. 
Vylnn shook the cat until his eyes popped open. "Hey, Tiki," she whispered. "Up." 
Tiki meowed sleepily, and showed no signs of getting up. "Tiki!" Vylnn whispered furiously, shaking him more. "Get up!" A valiant effort to lift him ended in her collapsing on the wooden chair again.
"Is he up yet?" Wolff asked, her steps on the wood echoing. "No!" Vylnn angry forced out of her. "Tiki isn't getting uooaaahh!"
Wolf had just toppled Vylnn's chair over, sending her and Tiki crashing to the floor. Vylnn squinted back at her sister, now holding a bow. "As if," she remarked, her eyes stuck to Tiki, who was now rushing over to Wolff, purring happily. 
Vylnn frowned.
"Now, come here," Wolff said, after sitting down at a table. She was petting a wide awake Tiki, who was stretching, her eyes skipping across the bow in her right hand. “I found this old bow in the attic upstairs, in the big wooden box,” she said as Vylnn approached. 
“It’s looks old,” Vylnn said, sitting down, and touching the wood. “Like from years ago,” 
“Precisely,” Wolff replied back, putting it on the table. Vylnn picked it up and plucked the string. “But it’s in awesome condition,” 
“Uncle can’t know about this,” Vylnn muttered. “He’ll take it away and keep it forever.” Wolff looked at her, but glanced back down again. “True,” 
“So, keep the bow in the box, and when my archery is done, I’ll use it to hunt.” Vylnn quickly said, brushing against the string. “Sure,” Wolff said back, getting up and placing Tiki down. He meowed and waddled to the carpet. Wolff grabbed the chair and went upstairs. 
Vylnn got up and walked towards the window panes, looking at the forest and foliage outside. A butterfly skipped across the flowers, stopping for a few seconds each time. 
An Air Rune Hawk suddenly swooped across the flowers and landed, nearly falling. It closed its wings and looked towards Vylnn. A scroll was tied on its talon. 
Vylnn rushed outside and knelt down, carefully entangling the scroll, and read off its tag. ‘NAME: Sky’
Vylnn rubbed the Rune Hawk and got back up. Sky flared its wings and flew off again. Vylnn watched it go and opened the door again. She sat down at the chair and opened the scroll.
Wolff came over and sat down as well. “A scroll, interesting,” she whispered as Vylnn read it. 
 Dear Vylnn and Wolff,
What a great day it is. You got the message. For days, I’ve tried to contact you, but failed. Sky finally understood flight patterns, which is great, but also worse for you both. 
A Fire Dragon has emerged from volcanos, and is terrorising our city. It’s already burned down a couple of buildings. The Fire Rune Hawks came to tell us but it was too late. 
We request you to come over to our city. The chaos has left us barely any time to plan. No need to send a message back, but hurry, run, fly, whatever you do, and come over. This is a request and we shall pay you. 
Signed,
Gren. 
==CHAPTER THREE==
“We’ve wasted a day thinking about it,” Vylnn told Wolff. “They probably are all burned down by now.”
“Gren lives it a well fortified city/village,” Wolff replied, clutching the reins harder. “He can take care for a few days.” 
Vylnn fell silent. She knew arguing with her sister would make her quiet in the end, even if she was right. Her mare was trotting happily, neighing and snorting after about ten seconds, shimmering gold and chrome. Wolff’s mare was ebony black, which was pretty silent. She named it, ‘Nightsky’ and Vylnn named hers, ‘Sunshine’. 
The fields around them were warm and quiet, except for a few kite calls here and there. The forest was behind them, and they were setting forward.
They rode for a few long hours, and the sun, now above them, went westwards down, down, down. Eventually, the moon came up and the first stars emerged. 
Wolff took the lead and led Nightsky towards a rest house along the path. Vylnn tugged on Sunshine, whole snorted and followed Nightsky. Wolff was dismounting and tying up Nightsky when Vylnn got Sunshine steady. 
“We can stay in here,” Wolff told Vylnn, and she walked up and opened the door. 
It was a neat house, holding a little food here and there, and three bunks. Vylnn fell on one bunk, and curled up warmly, while Wolff started a little fire to warm up some water. 
She passed it to Vylnn, who sipped a bit, but told her that she would be fine. Wolff prepared some breakfast, or some lamb roasted, and packed it, as she set the fire out. Wolff got on top of Vylnn, and they both cought some sleep. 
It was Vylnn who woke up first. The morning rays were striking here perfectly, and she murmured, shuffling. In the end, she got up, and grabbed her satchel. The lamb roast was smelling delicious. 
Vylnn shook Wolff, who woke up after the first shake. “Get the lamb packed, I’ll be down in a minute,” she muttered, and threw off her blanket. 
While Wolff got up, Vylnn got the lamb roast in, and they both headed out. Vylnn untied the mares while Wolff checked around for the last time. 
Then, they were off, trotting and eating. Vylnn was pretty happy unlike last night, and launched immediately into an old classical song from long ago. 
Once the fields leveled out, Wolff began talking. “Vylnn,” she asked.
“Yeah?” 
“Do you think, that something has been following us?” 
“No! Why would something follow us?”
“Well,” Wolff paused, and Vylnn heard a soft thump. “What was that about then?” Wolff finished, looking towards Vylnn’s surprised face. 
Vylnn looked back, but not a soul was seen. She turned back, and whirled again nearly immediately. 
Nothing. 
Vylnn clenched her teeth, waiting for the next thump. When it came, Vylnn nearly jumped off Sunshine. 
A very strange creature was behind them. It was a Rune Hawk, no doubt, but very strangely coloured. It was blue then, purple here, and very shiny. “A Light Rune Hawk,” Wolff said, her face twisting in frowns. 
Vylnn dismounted and tried to control the nervous Rune Hawk, but it jumped away each time she tried to rub it. Irritated, she leaped on the Rune Hawk, but it dodged away, and ducked its head. Vylnn got back up, but no longer alright. 
Wolff was stroking it on its beak, and getting down slowly. She untied the scroll on its talon and slowly made it sleep. 
“What does it say?” Vylnn asked, brushing off the soil and grass and leaves on her. She peeked around Wolff’s shoulder, who was frowning. 
"Another reporting of a Fire Dragon attacking," Wolff said, rolling it up. "Something's wrong. Fire Dragons don't come so close to simply attack,"
"Let’s get going fist to Gren," Vylnn suggested. "He may have an idea if we get to him first," Wolff nodded and shook the Light Rune Hawk awake, which cried softly and looked up at Wolff. "Let's keep Ray," she said. "I think we'll need her later," 
They set off again, brisk trots and walking. The sun was nearly high in the heavens, which meant less time. Vylnn acknowledged this and broke off in a gallop. 
"Vylnn!" Wolff yelled, thwacking the reins, and Nightsky galloped over to Sunshine. Ray got up from Nightsky and cried. 
Vylnn was set forward, Sunshine tossing her mane, but Nightsky was not to be defeated and outran Sunshine. Wolff was tugging on her reins and the two mares subsided into a trot again. 
"Vylnn," Wolff said as they matched trotting speed. "Making Sunshine gallop isn't good. We need their energy for the last leg," Vylnn muttered insults but they both agreed to continue at a normal speed. 
"The city gates!" Vylnn cried out, pointing. After a few hours, the sun was setting, ready to nap, and the moon was faintly in the sky already.
Wolff swung her mare and galloped off, and Vylnn followed like wise. Ray, who was flying with the group, flew up and nose dived, catching speed. 
All of them raced to the gates, which were wide open. Wolff got off and touched the grass. It was black and hissing. 
"Come on, Wolff," Vylnn urged, and set off inside. Wolff got back up and followed her, the mares neighing and snorting and Ray perching on Vylnn's shoulder. 
There was utter chaos. People were running, dropping baskets, or escaping on other people formed into animals. The normal people without being able to be an animal fled the scene, rushing into basements, while a lot of tigers, lions and such fought off the crowd, heading towards the roaring. 
"This way!" Wolff shouted, escaping to an alley. The mares stayed outside but Ray swooped beside them in earnest. They all peeked out and saw the Fire Dragon. 
==CHAPTER FOUR==
It was huge, wings spread, tail lashing, and spitting fire everywhere. The big cats around him slashed in an effort to lead him away, but they were easily out matched. Each talon of the beast knocked many valiant cats and one by one they fled. 
"Follow me," a voice whispered, and they whirled around. Gren was beckoning them around, and they followed. The Fire Dragon was roaring again, and the big cats roaring was much, much tinier than the Dragon. 
"Arrow on bow," Gren instructed, and Wolff took out her bow and began aiming. "Hold your fire," he warned as Vylnn mimicked Wolff. 
The duo aimed carefully, and shot at the command. Both arrows struck the Fire Dragon on its neck and it roared in frustration. Gren pushed them away, backing them off. 
"Left," Gren whispered, dashing off. The others followed, and they ran across, firing at times. 
After crafty tricking, the group had managed to throw the Fire Dragon back towards the nearest volcano. Gren lead them back to a homely café, and as they munched, the problem about the Fire Dragons arose. 
"That's weird," Gren remarked after Wolff explained what had happened. "We have a near volcano, so we understand the attacks on Treeville, but not the Falcon Village." 
"It's strange," Vylnn said, rubbing Ray. Gren nodded at Ray and thanked them for coming over to help fend off the Fire Dragon. 
"I think talking to Amelia would help," Gren finally admitted, rubbing his neck. Vylnn wasn't paying attention but Wolff leaned forward and asked, "Who's Amelia?" 
"My friend." Gren said, staring at her. Wolff subsided into her chair again, picking her cup. "She owns a Fire Rune Hawk, Inferno, and she's learnt to talk with it in a sort of way,"
"You think Inferno knows what happened," Vylnn said, stroking Ray's shiny feathers. "You think he can tell something crucial."
"I'm free tomorrow morning and afternoon," Gren said, taking out a sheet and a quill with an ink pot. "Are you staying?" The two sisters looked at each other and Vylnn spoke up. "Till the afternoon," She said. "From then, we'll set off to Falcon Village, and we hope we can get there in time," Gren nodded and got up. "Alright," he said. "Tomorrow morning, come here in this cafe," With that, he exited. 
Vylnn and Wolff looked at each other and Vylnn said, "Let's get going," 
"Where?" Wolff said, taking Ray from Vylnn. "We have to stay out of trouble for as long as possible," she added. 
Vylnn thought for a while, and rose. She began heading towards the exit, but Wolff pulled her back. "Vylnn, roaming around isn't going to help us," She whispered, making her sit again. 
Vylnn grumbled and they both launched into an argument, or a mild fight. Eventually, the sun set and set, and by the time they finished arguing, by saying that they should rest, Vylnn saw the reddish sky. She tugged Wolff and pointed outside and said, "See? We have to go out, now," Wolff sighed grumpily, but the sisters got up and went outside. 
The moon was shining above them, glittering stars wrapped around it. The constellation of Avi, the Air Rune Hawk glistened above them in beauty.
Wolff led Vylnn to a broken down house. "This seems like a good place to-"
"Wolff!" Vylnn cut her off. "We stay out of city limits! Please!" Wolff looked at her. "Why?" 
Vylnn pointed at a silhouette of a chimera on the path. "A chimera isn't good for nights, especially in <I> this </I> building, okay?" 
Wolff agreed aunt why set off in the deep forest. Vylnn spread a mat and took out a blanket. Wolff lay beside her, back-to-back. 
"Wolff," Vylnn whispered, curling tighter as the winds blew against them. "Yeah?" Wolff whispered back. 
"What are we gonna do at Falcon Village?" 
"Um...."
"Because it may have two Fire Dragon by the time we reach. We're no match against two," 
"Shut up, Vylnn! Let's sleep." 
"But, Wolff, we need-" 
"Vylnn, one more word, and I'm kicking you off," 
Vylnn fell silent, staring at the grass. "Alright,"
"Vylnn," Wolff hissed. Vylnn winced, and closed her eyes, hoping Wolff wouldn't go crazy in the middle of the night.
==CHAPTER FIVE==
A call of an eagle woke Vylnn up. 
Her eyes flashed open, her ears twitched at the sound, and Wolff wasn't behind her. 
Vylnn got up with a jump, and saw a very deep red sky. The sun rays were just visible. 
Vylnn got up and glanced around her. Wolff wasn't anywhere. Nothing of hers was here. Not a thing. Vylnn looked at the city, hoping she was safe. 
A figure was in the distance, sitting on a rock. Vylnn scrambled towards the figure and the sun rays made it clear who it was. 
Vylnn sat down next to Wolff, who's head was looking down. Vylnn wrapped an arm around her and asked what was wrong, but she refused to answer. 
"Wolff," Vylnn said after thinking for a minute. "Push your emotions away. We need to get help for Falcon Village first," Wolff gave the slightest nod. Vylnn rubbed her back, hoping for a moment she may get up, but Wolff remained sitting. 
"Alrighty," Vylnn said, getting up. "I better be off then. See you soon!" She walked off, waiting fro Wolff to make her stop. But there was no answer. 
Vylnn made her way towards the café, but Wolff wasn't following her. She sighed, hoping Wolff would come soon, and pushed the door open. 
An agitated Gren was waiting, tapping the desk, leg tapping on the floor. Vylnn was going to subside into the seat, but just as she was about to even reach, Gren got up. "Vylnn! You're finally here!"
"Um.. yeah," Vylnn said, confused. He didn't seem worried. About Wolff, that is. "What?"
"We need to leave, immediately," he gasped, trying to catch his breath. What happened to him? Her brain thought, but she patted his arm on the chair. "Wait," 
"Where's Wolff?" he asked, panicking, and rushing at the door. "Tell her to come quick, at the entrance, as fast as possible," 
"But Gren!" Vylnn called as he rushed out of the door. A waiter stopped, mid-step, and continued with a puzzled face. Vylnn dodged him, threw the door open and dashed towards Gren. She stopped, looking to her left at a crossway, and she felt a hand on her shoulder. She whirled to see her sister.
"Let's go," Wolff said, running away. Vylnn likewise followed, rushing to the entrance. 
Gren wasn't there, but an Air Dragon was. Gren was sitting on it, wings spread, ready to fly. "Get on!" he yelled, as Wolff clambered up. Vylnn swung up, but right then, the Air Dragon beat its wings, flapping in fury.
Vylnn scrabbled up the scaly side, and Wolff chucked her behind Gren. He was holding the long horns, tilting when necessary. 
After a long few hours, the Air Dragon descended and Vylnn slipped off. Wolff followed and Gren patted the Air Dragon before dismounting. They three stared at the little archway entrance. 
Hardly any blade of grass was left green. The ground was charred and burned badly. The archway was black, and the words saying ‘Welcome to Falcon Village!’ Looked more like ‘Wcm Fv.’ The little house/huts inside were broken down, with fire still burning. A cat dashed madly across the street.
Wolff set her stride and began at the archway, and Vylnn was obliged to follow. The eerie silence was terrifying for a Fire Dragon. 
“Do you hear that?” Wolff whispered, stopping in a poised position. Gren gave a nod, looking at the greyish sky. 
Vylnn suddenly felt two gripping arms as Gren leaped to drill her to the ground. She looked up to see a Fire Dragon, flying away, just blasted fire next to Vylnn. She yelped and scrambled up, sealing her hand over Gren’s to pick him up. 
The Fire Dragon roared, little strands of pure fire quivering. It spread its wings and the sun was blocked. The tail lashed, knocking even strong oak trees. 
Vylnn ran inside the village and dragged Wolff as well. She dashed into an alley, but..
Two chrome eyes and a long red snout was poking through the other side. 
Vylnn yelped, and ran back. Gren and Wolff quickly followed, but the Fire Dragon was this side too. 
“There’s two of them,” Wolff observed. Vylnn felt her heart skip a beat. She whirled around to see Gren scaling the side of the wall. Little spokes of nails and planks sticking out made him whizz by in a heartbeat. Wolff leaped like a rabbit and swung up. Vylnn knew going up would mean the two hot head Dragons could slice them, but staying here was far worse. 
She made her and mind grabbed a long cloth line rod and swung up. 
The Fire Dragons roared and furious flames scorched the alley ground. Vylnn struggled to lift her feet and carefully edged to the side. Gaining balance, she jumped, clamping her hands on a broken window sill. She climbed, but each flame blasted seemed closer, and closer. Soon, she was basically running up the wall, and it kept shaking each time she scaled a great feat. 
Eventually the terrace came to view, and Vylnn lifted herself, sprawled on the ground, grateful to be alive. 
Wolff lifted her up swiftly, and Vylnn looked around. No sign of a hot-head dragon ready to char them, as far as she could see. She gave a quiet exhale and began walking across, where Gren was clambering over to, above the wooden boxes. 
As she approached the edge, Gren leaped over the last box. Vylnn hurried her speed and Wolff followed closely. She swung over the last box and gripped it. The edge was here, and Wolff swung over to sit by her. 
“Where now? There’s no way to get to the next building,” Vylnn observed. “ And we can’t keep camping,”
“Down there,” Wolff said, peering over and pointing. “There’s a fire exit platform we can jump on to. Gren’s gone already,” 
Vylnn peered over very carefully, and saw the platform. She set her foot on a window sill and slowly climbed down. She was hanging on her hands when Wolff began to get down. Leaving, Vylnn fell down and felt the ground underneath her. She moved out of the way as Wolff came crashing down. She picked her up, but Wolff negotiated. 
“Hold me tightly,” she said, pushing her Vylnn’s arm away. “I can see Gren on the Air Dragon,” Vylnn eagled her arm around Wolff’s and squeezed tightly. 
Wolff yanked her and jumped off, just as a white grey dragon swooped low. Vylnn released her grip and lifted her arms. She felt scales and swung up. Wolff was in front of her and the Air Dragon flew up to the sky, as two bursts of flames narrowly missed them.
==CHAPTER SIX==
Vylnn screamed. 
The hotheads flared their red orange wings and everything became heat and fire. One lurched to the Air Dragon but missed; Gren made it whirl, flashing off light. The second bonked his head however, sending the Air dragon spiral long out of its path. 
They quickly flew away, the Fire Dragons in hot pursuit. Vylnn ducked, pushing Wolff who ducked, pushing Gren. A large burst of flame rings flew over their heads and the Air Dragon looped inside them in a zig-zag pattern. 
For long minutes it was a deadly game of cat and mouse. Each time the Air Dragon escaped, more flames were headed for it. Vylnn shut her eyes, hoping for it to be over. 
With a fierce roar, Vylnn opened her eyes to see one Fire Dragon out of fire. It bared all of its teeth but flew away. The second flew away to a near volcano. 
Vylnn let out a sigh. 
“Thank goodness that’s over,” She breathed, leaning into Wolff. “Can we go home now?” 
Two pairs of eyes stared right at Vylnn. 
“No,” She said, getting back up. “Let me guess, somewhere else where another Fire Dragon is hunting,” 
“Nope, Vylnn,” Gren said happily. “We’re headed to the Shattered Tree,” 
For a long flight, Wolff explained to the very confused Vylnn why they three- four- were flying straight to the Tree. 
“So, apparently,” Vylnn concluded. “Gren was sent to discover why the Shattered Tree went on defense. So he came all the way to the first village, to catch us to help him,” 
“Exactly,” Wolff replied. “So we are going to the Shattered Tree to make sure we were successful,” 
The whole band soared into the sky, as Wolff and Vylnn talked and talked. Gren just listened to them ramble. 
The Air Dragon rose to a great height, and Vylnn peered down. The smoke curls had disappeared from the top view, and sh could see the real village now. Vylnn smiled and turned back front. She felt a drop in altitude as they landed.
 ***** 
Vylnn lay in her bed, watching the sun rise. 
Today was the day they returned home. She couldn’t wait. Wolff was also up, but they didn’t feel like getting out of bed. 
“Ugh, let’s goooooo,” Vylnn grumbled. Wolff sat up and looked at her. “Sure,” she said and jumped out of bed, running away. “Hey! Wait up!” 
After an hour, Vylnn walked onto grass. She was done, and Wolff was agreeing. Enough adventure, now to home. Their mount was waiting for them, the Air Dragon and Ray. Gren stood beside the two creatures and hugged Wolff and Vylnn. 
“We’ll miss you,” Vylnn said, pushing him back. “But we’ll come back again,” Wolff added. 
“Hopefully not for another Fire Dragon!” Gren replied, smiling. They hugged again and Vylnn got on the Air Dragon. Wolff scrambled up beside her. 
They launched into the air, Gren waving. Vylnn was in control as the Air Dragon tilted to fly east. Wolff waved back to Gren, who was now a dot. She turned forward and smiled. 
“So,” Vylnn said.
“Oh, stop,” Wolff responded, punching her in the back. “Just enjoy,” 
Vylnn nodded as they flew to the rising sun.
==Epilogue==
“Anything?” 
“No, sir, not a sight, since Falcon Village,” 
“Grr. Get the dragons ready,” 
“Why sir?”
“We’re gonna hunt, of course,” 
“The Fire Dragons are gone,” 
“Why?”
“The three drove them away on an Air Dragon.”
“Hmm.”
“Umm, Sir?”
“Yes?”
“New ones have come,” 
“New ones?”
“New dragons, right now,”
“What type?”
“Err, Light Dragons, with a little Fire Dragon blood in them,”
“Perfect. Ready them,”
“Now, sir?”
“Now. Or never,”
“Of course sir,” 
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