An elf with white hair, like Silvea used to have was wrestling a dragon when Silvea got out there to see the horses " Hold on! I can help." The elf smiled as Silvea threw her legs around the dragon's neck & took one of the leather straps from her basket & tied it around it's snout " Take the rope!" The elf yelled, throwing a long piece of thick leather toward her " I got it!" Silvea lay on her back & slid off, still dangling upside down with her legs clinging on to the dragon " I got it's legs!" When she came back up they were so high in the sky they could barely hear Vilkas screaming at the elf " Idea time!" She grabbed another leather piece & threw it over the dragon's eyes " You steer it!" She told Silvea, & she did just that. When they landed back down, Jerik had hugged Silvea so tight she couldn't try to break free & the elf only got yelled at by Vilkas " Loa! You need to be more careful! That dragon could've killed you or Silvea! I know I might be a foster dad but you must listen!" Loa rolled her eyes " I got it back down right? & it was easier since I had help!" She motioned her hand at Silvea. Another pair of arms hugged Silvea tight " When did you leave? 'Cause you've been gone for two days!" A voice with a crisp accent said, Silvea had the strength to break free " Fitz?!" His eyes had fury in them, but she thought it wasn't meant for her.
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In Unknown Lands
FanfictionSilvea is a 14 year old elf attended Foxfire. Her life has unraveled for the past few months but it really brings her to her knees when she learn an important secret for her legacy. * I own none of these b...