Sharrag became conscious long before he opened his eyes. The first thing he noticed was that he was laying on something soft, maybe a bed of moss or something of the like. The scents were that off the fresh smell of broken tree limbs and some sort of strange scent that was familiar to a human’s, but different at the same time.

The dragon’s eyes slowly opened. He could only see green for a moment, but once his vision cleared he realised he was in a forest. It took him a moment to realise what forest and what had just happened. He growled and tried to get to his feet but stopped when a pain hit his head.

A voice said something he didn’t understand from behind him, but it calmed him down and he relaxed a little. The words were strange words, words that held power. He tried to look backwards to see the source of the words but the pain stopped him.

A two-leg walked into his vision. It was one of those human looking ones with strange pointed ears. However he could smell two. He growled at it, clawing slightly at the ground.

The two-leg said something again, and Sharrag frowned. He couldn’t tell whether they were using magic or anything, but at least he could feel that they meant no harm. He titled his head and reached out his mind to the creature, only to be stopped by the strongest mental barriers he had ever encountered. He growled slightly again.

The two-leg shook its head and let out a musical laugh, saying something in its own language again. The words still resonated but Sharrag had no understanding of what they meant. He tilted his head and tried to reach into the creature’s mind again, he wanted to know what it was saying.

Another voice came from behind him, just as musical and magical as this other creature’s voice. It said something back with a smile and a laugh before turning its gaze back to Sharrag.

“Can you understand me now?” it asked with a slight smile.

Sharrag nodded his head, growling in slight pain because of the headache.

“Good, now we can talk,” it said, “Will you let me into your mind?”

Sharrag growled and shook his head. He still didn’t know the creatures intentions. It may not want to harm him but there is a very different thing between stealing someone’s memories and physically harming them.

“I mean you know ill,” said the creature, “I just want to be able to talk with you.”

Sharrag tilted his head and the whimpered slightly, pointing his claw towards it. It frowned a little before understanding lit in its eyes.

“You want me to open my mind?” it asked.

Sharrag nodded his head.

“Fine.”

Sharrag’s eyes widened in surprise at the ease of getting the creature to open its own mind.

“Just don’t dive in to far. Most things that enter an elf’s mind get lost and can’t find there way back out,” said the creature.

The dragon nodded his head, a little confused about how someone could get ‘lost’ in someone else’s mind. All he did was follow the trail his own mind left back to his body. He stretched out his mind to the two-leg for a third time, and this time met with minimal resistance.

‘Who are you?’ was Sharrag’s first question followed by, ‘What did you do to me? How did I get here? Who’s that other two-leg behind me?’

The creature took a step back and laughed, “Wow, only one question at once. My name is Levial. I’m an elf of Silthrim. What happened to you, you did yourself. You crash-landed through the trees when you fell from the sky and that other ‘two-leg’ behind me is my brother, Aradon. Any more questions?”

Sharrag looked at what he now knew as a him in surprise, ‘Umm… what’s an elf?’

“Me, and my brother, along with most of the intelligent life around here,” said Levial.

‘Oh,’ said the dragon.

The elf smiled at him again, “Now let me ask you a question, where did you come from. You’re the first dragon seen, besides Galbatorix’s black beast, in almost a hundred years.”

‘What about Saphira?’ asked Sharrag.

“Who?”

‘A blue dragoness I’ve been following.’

“There’s another one!”

Sharrag nodded his head, ‘She has a rider named Eragon.’

The elf looked over at his brother, whom Sharrag still couldn’t see. They had a small conversation in the elfish language. The dragon could feel the confusion in Levial’s mind.

“Could you show me?” asked Levial eventually.

Sharrag sent an image to the elf, showing an image of the blue dragoness in flight. The first time he had seen her.

“When was the last time you saw her?” asked the elf.

Sharrag frowned in thought, “About a day or two ago, depending on how long I was unconscious.”

“You were out for about two days,” said Levial, “When we found you, you didn’t look so good. Your right wing was broken as well as your two front legs and a horn.”

Sharrag growled in surprise and instantly tried to stretch his wings. They stretched perfectly with no pain at all.

“We healed you,” explained Levial.

‘Thankyou, I don’t want another broken wing,’ said Sharrag, looking back at his two wings and flapping them, making sure they worked correctly.

The dragon then hauled himself to his feet, the headache seeming to have worn off now. He shook his head and looked around to Aradon. The two elves were the ones he had seen before, when he had battled the wolves, and just before he had heard the song. He growled at the thought.

‘What was that song?’ He growled.

“What song?” asked Levial.

‘The one from before, the one that made me feel… strange.’

The two elves looked at each other, “You mean you in in Du Weldenvarden when that happened.”

Sharrag nodded his head, ‘I tried to flee from it and then my wings stopped working and I crashed.’

Levial nodded in understanding, “The song is something elves sing every spring. It helps forward the natural way of life and makes the forest as healthy as it is.”

Sharrag snorted, ‘You make it sound like a good thing.’

“To most it is,” he smiled, “We have spells to cope with it.”

‘It makes one feel alone,’ he said with a sigh.

“It makes you long for a partner,” replied Levial, “And that’s what you probably had trouble with.”

The dragon nodded with understanding, flapping his wings once more. He looked back into the forest, debating whether or not to go after Saphira once again. He growled slightly, so far that forest had brought him nothing but pain, both mentally and physically. He looked back at Levial.

‘I best get going. I need to get back to my pack,’ he said.

“Your what?”

Sharrag smiled slightly, ‘I’m the alpha of a pack of Shrrg in the Beor Mountains. They’re probably beginning to wish I was back with them, for I am beginning to miss them as well.’

Levial suppressed his surprise. It was a strange thing for a dragon to be looking after any animal, let alone giant wolves. He looked over at Aradon, who just shrugged. He had no idea what the dragon was saying for he was only able to hear half of the conversation.

“I thought wild dragons usually lived alone,” he said.

‘That’s what every two-leg I meet says, but I’m perfectly fine with the Shrrg, they make great hunting partners and good company,’ he said.

Sharrag lifted his wings to take to the air again, but before he went Aradon spoke up.

“Wait! Before you go I want to ask something,” he said.

The dragon looked down at him.

“Are you going to join the war effort?”

Sharrag growled and shook his head, reaching his mind into Aradon’s who let him in, ‘No, I don’t want to be part of your war. I don’t care who wins I just want to be left alone.’

‘You’ll have to choose eventually,’ replied Aradon with his thoughts, ‘Galbatorix will find you, and when he does he will put all his power into capturing you and enslaving you.’

‘Well he’s going to have a hard time doing it,’ said Sharrag, ‘I have powerful allies.’

With that the dragon took to the air, thinking about what the elf had said. This Galbatorix didn’t sound like the nicest of things. He was probably a two-leg, maybe one of those mage ones. He smiled at the thought. A two-leg wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

With that thought he flew higher and angled himself so he was flying back towards the desert and back home. He would have to wait to meet the blue dragoness, which he didn’t mind.

‘Maybe after this two-leg war,’ he thought.

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Hey guys, sorry it took so long to publish this chapter. A lot has been going on and felt a bit lacked in insparation. So sorry again :) Vote and comment if you enjoyed, maybe a few more of votes and stuff will get me to update faster. Next chapter will be out as soon as I can get it. See Ya!

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