The silvery glow of the moonlight splashed down on the dark woods that led to Ensmoire Forests. It bathed the trees and tried its best to illuminate their leaves. Dawn ran through the forest at a high speed. She didn't hear the dismayed screech of the birds and nighttime prowlers that jumped and scattered as she dashed with danger. As soon as she reached the forest, the mist surrounding it cleared her way. She shifted again and sprinted to her dragon amidst the trees that whispered as she whizzed past them.
Quetz, she called out.
Dawn stay where you are. I am coming to you.
