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With the music ended, Shenol was looking around, detecting his surroundings. Giving a sudden chirp, he glanced around, and then teleported.

He came out of his teleport somewhere near Rita, and then landed by her. He looked up, cocking his head, and then thought a question to her. What is the matter, young one?

***

Kisa glanced over at a clearing. There were two people there, one the bunny, the other, she did not know. She kept them in mind, because they were busy talking and she did not want to interrupt them.

She continued, and then saw a few of the others. A little ways back behind them, was Amdir. She walked up, the horses walking behind her, and then motioned to Amdir.

Ryoko sniffed slightly and turned her head in Kisa's direction. The girl had been watching a few seconds earlier but had turned away. Bored and with nothing else to do she walked towards her.

"Hi." she said as she approached.

"My name is Ryoko. You are?"

She stopped a few feet away from where Kisa was standing.

OOC: Short, I know. I can't think of anything.

Kisa turned, surprised. "I'm Kisa Chance." she answered. The horses snorted, backing away. Kisa glanced over at them. "Hey, hey. S'alright. If Ryoko tries to hurt you, which I don't think she will, I'll take care of it."

"Sorry, the horses get a little jumpy sometimes. Sometimes it has to do with species, which I think is your case. Once they get to know you better, they'll be alright."

She glanced over at Amdir. She was coming, but she was also on the lookout for something.

"Um..." Kisa said, trying to think of something else to say.

Rita looked up at the people that approached her. "my name is Rita. And, im fine...just...some old memories, thats all." She looked up at the group. She started to smile a little.

Shenol nodded his head, his eyes swirling gently. Memories can sometimes be painful, but they can also be joyful, Young Rita. Try not to think of bad times, but, instead, think of the good.

He croaked sadly. Sometimes it is hard for Amdir to do that, because the past few years of her life have been especially hard. Will you do me a favor, young Rita? Try to make her feel welcome here? She has lost all of her family and friends. Giving her a knowing look, Shenol took off, then teleported back to Amdir.

Rita knoted. She walked over to Amdir. "hello, im Rita." she said, trying to be friendly. "you must be Amdir." She smiled at her.

As Chipper started down the deep, dark hole she noticed it seemed to be more like a tunnel leading to a cave "That's strange." Chipper thought
It kind of gave her an eerie feeling. There was something hidden in the damp darkness. Just as Chipper was going to check it out she heard voices coming her way. Something had swooshed by her knocking her down and flicking out her light. She laid there in dispair...

"Yeah. I'm Amdir." She glanced over at Shenol, who was purposely paying attention to a beetle. "I see Shenol was talking to you. He didn't say anything bad about me, did he?"

Shenol chirped, trying to defend himself. "I know you wouldn't do such a thing, Shenol, but it doesn't hurt to see." Amdir said, scolding lightly.

"So, Rita, what do you think of this wo... place?" Amdir changed her words quickly, trying to hide something.

"no, nothing bad. only good things." Rita said. "and, this place is all right." she said, sort of giving her a confused look. When they came to the cave. she stoped. "are we going in?" she asked.

(The entrance is more of a hole, not really a cave entrance.)

Amdir kept on walking. "Go in wha-" she started to say, then fell down the hole.

Thump--crack! Pain shot through Amdir's arm as she landed. She groaned.

Shenol, who was on Amdir's shoulder, shreiked in protest, trying to regain his compsure. Get help! he ordered as he shot down the hole. The Elf, Kisa, was in the clearing where we met!

Amdir looked up, and saw Shenol's eyes, bright red and rapidly whirling, as he darted down. "I think I broke my arm!" Amdir called. "But other than that, I'm fine. It seems to be some kind of cave. I'm going to explore it, and see if there's an exit."

She scrambled around, and found a medium-sized stick that had fallen into the hole awhile back. She held it up, and Shenol blew a small trickle of fire on it, just enough to make it a torch.

Amdir held the newly-made torch up with her good arm--she noticed it was made of pine, the sap would make it burn hot and fast, but it would do for awhile--and looked around at her surroundings. She gasped. Cracks were in the wall, but these were cracks she understood. "The Dragon language..." she whispered, looking around in awe.

She knew the language. It was in a secret passage at her old 'home', and in the book she had. So after awhile of trying to figure out what rune meant what, she had memorised the language. She read it, while going on.

Go to the beginning, to get to the end, to learn what is real, and what is pretend, to learn the truth of what is right, and save the children from their plight.

(I got the first half of the poem from a Pinnochio movie I have... .)

As Chippers lay their she could feel damage to her wing, she was getting fragile. They must save the children. What was it that had knocked her down? Just then she got the answer to her question as a great big rat was coming toward her. She tried with all her might to get out, but with the damage to her wing she could not fly. She desperatly looked for her wand. She must find it but it was too dark. Starting to feel hopeless she reached in her pocket for a handful of sunbeams and threw them into the air. In a flash for a short moment their was sun light. Just long enough to find her wand. At that moment she noticed that the bright light had hurt the rat's eyes, they were so acustomed to the dark. *Light she thought* We must get light in here. With that, she was exhausted, and managed to crawl to somewhere where she thought it might be safer.

Amdir continued on, looking at the runes, even though she had noticed they were slightly monotonous. There seemed to be no turns or forks, and her torch was quickly going out. As it go to close to her hand, she dropped it, and then stepped on it, crushing the flame out.

Then blackness. She stopped for awhile, unsure of what to do, then continued, feeling her way along the wall. After a minute or two, a bright flash erupted, and startled, Amdir looked back. The light was just like sunlight, though it quickly ended.

Shenol gave a sudden chirp of confusion, then flew off, leaving Amdir alone...

***

Shenol flew toward the light had come from. When he got there, he looked around, making low swoops. His eyes shone green, catching all the light they could, and they swirled quickly, looking for the source of the light. He saw nothing, except for a large rat, still dazed from the bright light.

Shenol screeched his war cry, then swooped down quickly upon it. The battle was short. Shenol was slightly larger, and the rat was still dazed. The battle was ferocious though, and Shenol came out of it wounded, but not to badly. With his foe gone, he continued searching for the source of the light.

Then he found her. It was a small Faerie, one of her wings broken. Carefully, careful not to harm her any more than she already was, Shenol cupped her in his claws, examining her closely.

[Backtracking a little.]

Elily chose a gentle-looking chestnut horse, with a soft, golden mane. That would be a suitable horse for her to ride. She selected another one, this time, silver of colour, with a white mane and white socks. That was to help her with her luggage. She loaded everything by herself, as it seems the available servants were busy helping out the other people, who had chosen their horses already. Long after most of them had left, Elily set off by herself.

Having gotten some conversation with other people Ryoko turned around and walked back to the rabbit. Leaning on the tree again she let his music wrap itself around her, soothing her.

"I was wondering if you would like some company. I'm Ryoko. You are?" she asked.

She thought it would be nice to have him as a travel buddy. Perhaps she could make a friend. She had chosen him because he didn't need a horse and she wouldn't be looking up at anyone that was seated high on a saddle next to her. Doing that made her feel inferior.