Author's Note: Uploading this on my phone, and the edit thing is acting wacky. . . I'll go back later and fix the paragraphs.

Anyways, I've abandoned this story, but wanted to post this to satisfy a certain dragon-loving friend of mine on Howrse. Next chapter's much longer than this!

A dark shape twirled in the night sky, hiding the stars.

It landed on a stone outcropping, folding its wings. A smaller shape, more of a silhouette, got off the creature's back and hopped lightly to the ground.

If you were to get closer, you would notice that the creature was a golden dragon, and the smaller shape was a silver-haired elf girl.

"This is it, pömnuria fricai!" the elf says excitedly. "We've found it!"

The dragon said nothing, but it seemed pleased.

"Du Fells Sundavr!" the elf sighed and clasped her hands. "The Shadow Mountains!" Suddenly, she looked downcast. "But we can't explore. We will have to report to Eragon Sundavar-VergandĂ­ and Saphira Bjartskular."

The dragon tilted its head questioningly.

"What?" The elf looked up.
With a tendril of smoke coming out of its nose, the dragon gestured to a spot of light in the sky and snorted.
"Oh, that. It's just some shooting stars, iet fricai." The girl scrambled back into the saddle strapped on the the dragon's back.