The moment Bailey was gone, Samala went into action. She scurried over to her den and squeezed inside. A dim, blue light filled the space, emitted from a small patch of glowing mushrooms. Arwen yawned, and stretched.
"Hey," she yawned drowsily, and rubbed her eyes. The dragoness smoothed her hair and braided it, fastening the braid with a small vine. "So? Where are we going? I mean, you wouldn't dress me up this way if we weren't going somewhere special," Arwen teased. "Yeah princess, we're going to the forest," Samala retorted, and unfolded her wings, so that Arwen could crawl inside.
"My friends, we need more allies....." said a voice from outside, and Samala pricked her ears. It was Magno's voice. "Arwen, stay here. Go it?" she whispered, and unfolded her wings gently. Arwen plopped onto the ground, and nodded, before scurrying to a corner and hiding in some lavender stalks. "I wrote down in my notebook all the dragons I released. Each one of you has to search the dragons in the notebook pages I give you," the voice added. All clear?"
Samala slithered through the tunnel leading to her relatively sized den, and poked her heads outside - just enough to see what was going on without being seen. Magno was handing out leaflets, each with colorful images and hand written text. "As you see, I added some informations about the dragon. Where they live, and I added also a drawing", Magno explained, as the dragons examined their papers.
"Hmm....Where is Samala?" when all he got as an answer was silence, he just shrugged. "I guess I'll just leave a note," he murmed, and scribbled some words on a sheet of paper. SAmala wondered where he had gotten the sheets. Magno trotted towards her den, Bailey behind him.
Samala jerked backwards, and hid in the darkness. She shut her glowing eyes so that they wouldn't reflect the shafts of sunlight illuminating the entrance to her den. Her ebony pelt made her almost invisible - and her grey nose wasn't much of a problem. THe knucker stuck a note infront of her den, apparently oblivious of her presence. He left her a card with a dragon on in next to the note."We have this one, Bailey. Not a dragon, but a....." his voice trailed off, and he padded off chatting with Bailey.
Samala waited a few minutes, and retreated to her den to grab Arwen. Once the elf was hidden safely in her wings, she creeped out of her den slowly, pretending to be drowsy from just waking up. The camp was mainly deserted, and only Magno, Bailey, and Kurmii remained. Samala picked up the slip in front of her den and shoved it under her wing, before slinking off to the forest.
Once the felidragoness was far enough, she unfolded her wings and scrutinized her paper. It portrayed a large, russet ground dragon, at least twice her size. The dragon hosted long, sharp claws for digging and a luminecent tail. Tiny, sharp crystals coated it's body, acting as a sort of shield.
A note slipped out of the folded paper in her paws, and Arwen dove and caught it. "What's this?" she asked. "'Samala, try and wake up earlier next time! You missed a meeting! We need some more allies, and I made some cards showing some of the dragons I we released. Try and find the dragon on your card, and do try to be present next time we have a meeting!'" Arwen read aloud, and looked at Samala with bright, green eyes.
"It says here this dragon lives somewhere near The Fields," Samala meowed. "Odd, this types of dragons usually inhabit the Dry Plains...," Arwen skipped over, and peered at the sheet. "Hey, it looks like a lidworm of some sort. Maybe it migrated or something because of humans?" she suggested.
Samala shrugged. "Well, we won't find out anything standing here," Samala purred. She crouched down, and let Arwen crawl onto her back. The elf grabbed her long, furry antennae and she ascended into the air, flying straight for the Fields.
