Emily sat in the saddle of her large Wickedwing, soaring above the ocean. Ambersky's vast wings flapped lazily as the dragon gained altitude. A sword hung ay Emily's waist.
A ship slowly came into view.
"Easy girl," Emily said. She patted her dragon's neck as they approached the ship. Ambersky banked left around it. Emily glanced at the crest on the sail as they passed. It was red with a dragon being stabbed through the face and neck with an arrow and through the tail with a sword.
"Dragon hunters!" Emily cried. "Fly, Ambersky, fly!"
Another voice yelled, "Fire!"
A volley of arrows entered the sky. The Wickedwing rose and swooped to dodge the arrows, but her large wings were an easy target for the archers. Ambersky was struck and roared, beginning to fall, bucking and spinning.
"Ambersky, what's wrong?" Emily yelled, clinging to her dragon. Ambersky did not respond.
They plunged into the cold waters. Emily inhaled a mouthful of sea water at the impact. A large chain mail net enveloped them. The metal was impervious to the Wickedwing's sharp wings.
They were being dragged toward the surface. The net landed on the deck with the dragon and rider inside. Emily coughed and gagged as the net fell off of them.
Free of the water in her lungs, Emily drew her Gronckle-iron sword. She glanced at her Wickedwing, who lay motionless on the wooden deck.
The hunters took that moment to pounce, knocking Emily's sword out of her grasp and pulling her hands behind her back, forcing her to her knees. Her wrists were tied with a thick brown rope and she was pulled roughly to her feet.
Emily glared at her captors.
"What have you done to my dragon?" She growled, almost sounding inhuman.
The man in front of her glanced contemplatively at an arrow, showing her the green tip of an arrowhead.
"Concentrated dragon root. Confuses their senses, makes them easier to capture," he said.
"You're sick." Emily said, close to tears. Her entire tribe had been dragon riders, but now she was the last of her family. All because of Ambersky's love of fish...
Strong hands pushed her forward, out of her grief-filled memories.
Emily cast one last look at her injured dragon before being led down into the cargo hold.
Yay!! First chapter finished!! Might as well start out with a bang, that's how most of my stories start.
Pic is dragon hunting crest.
What happened to Emily's tribe?
Where are they being taken?
When will she escape?
How will she do it?
Why am I doing this?
I don't even know.😃
In any case, thank you for reading my story, it means alot!!
Hope you like it!♥️
Edit: I changed Timberjack to Wickedwing.
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