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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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