Chapter one: Running.

Running. Running.... and running some more...

My village .....destroyed, my home, burnt down.

All because of them.

The Wyvern Riders.

They came into town and demanded that the town surrender and become their slaves. We refused, and they burnt it all down... I was the only survivor. I couldn't live anywhere, with those devils on my tail. All the towns turned me away, on the point The wyvern riders were hunting for me. I needed to keep running. The only thing I had from the village was my pet jerboa, specifically trained for sensing if the wyverns were close.

Tiny began digging into the ground, meaning they found my little cave. I quickly jumped into a hole, bringing tiny in as one of them walked in. He spotted me, but didn't call thealarm..... instead, he said loudly "She isn't here, we should call off the hunt. It's been a year." The others started agreeing, and they took a vote. They agreed to call it off. Thanks for reading guys, g'night.