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Austa peered up after her head trauma was over and was expecting wolves or if not a mythical tribe of warrior women faced dipped in war paint of all colours whom saved her. But no, as wild as her imagination went, she still wouldn't have predicted seeing the dragon whom she encountered a day's previous, to show up like an angel practically, and scared the majority of the wolves off.

Her lips curved into a bright smile and she stood up a little too fast for her own liking or the dragons, as the blonde stumbled back rowards the ground, the dragon backed away, kind of whimpering an apology after hearing Austa's groan as she stopped her head from hitting the ground with her hands.

"Hey, it's fine. Thanks for that, assuming it was you who..." Before she could finish, the wolves whom chased her growled from a distance, more were there waiting on her practically. They were about to strike at Austa, again, but the dragon leaped over her so majestically and landed with furocious teeth bared and a snarl which made the hairs rise on Austa's arms.

The wolves instantly cowered, knowing they couldn't win this fight. Austa smiled slightly, knowing she's earned the dragons liking, why else would she protect her? But her smile fell as she saw the wound, it looked infected.

"Oh gods." She said as she fell to her knees to grab her leg to help, which resulted in one swift reflex to which the dragon raised talons to Austa, slicing her arm open which was raised to protect her face. The blonde yelped and gripped her now bloody arm, then watched as the dragon gasped at what she had done, crawling backwards. "It's okay! I'm fine!" Austa tries to convince but out of guilt, the dragon flees.

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