Hey yall! I'm writing my 2nd chapter a bit earlier as I got soo many reviews! Also, thanks to Given-Inside for a few helpful pointers! Also, if you want more of this, I want at least 1 more review. Can you handle it?

Anyhoo, back to the story.

Chapter 2.

Okay, this is how we hunt, Eragon was explaining to Saphira, who has recently turned into an elf for a limited time. [I suggest reading Chapter 1if you just clicked on this

Curse those tiny hopping things! Exclaimed Saphira as another tiny hopping thing (a rabbit) as yet got away. How many times must I be feeble and bow down to one of those!

Enough to make them not intimidated at you, Eragon said. They're coming a bit more to you now as you look like an elf.

I'm not an elf, just look like one, Saphira said grumpily. The beautiful elf, even for elven standards, stomped away.

Eragon sighed, killed a rabbit with a death spell and ignited a fire and started to cook it. Now, if you have read Eldest, you will know that elves only eat vegetables and fruit, so Eragon felt like he was going to throw up as he was cooking it. Saphira, driven by the aroma, walked back to where Eragon is, looking very pale.

I prefer them raw, you know.

Well, after all the trouble of cooking it, at cook he cringed, you're gonna eat it.

Very well, Saphira snapped. She snatched it deceased rabbit out of Eragon's hands (with a "Hey!" as a you're welcome) and started biting into it, giving Eragon annoyed looks every few bites. You're welcome, said Eragon, and he got another look.

Elhodier was a rare thing as an elf; he was still a child. This annoyed him as being treated like this. He was 30! Not 10! Why do all the bigger elves pick on him? As to get away from the bullies, he takes lots of walks in the nearby forest. He will talk to the birds, the animals, or even just stare at the sky, wondering how high all the clouds are.

One day, he was walking barefooted in the forest (which he regularly does) and was surprised to hear a loud noise in the human language.

"Hey!"

Now, it was customary to learn the human language as to help the Varden, so Elhodier knew what the voice said. What surprised him was that no human has ever stepped in Ellesmera for over a hundred years. Elhodier, as still being a child (by elf standards) he went over to investigate.

Now, being in the forest for 2 decades, Elhodier knew stealth, so he went to where the voice was, as quietly as possible. When he was near enough to see who made the noise, he saw a rather beautiful elf, with hair as red as the sun and eyes as blue as bodies of water. Sitting down near her, was a human that looked much like an elf. But with Elhodier's keen eyes, he could see a bit of stubble. Yes, this was Eragon, one of the 2 last Dragon Riders, but where Saphira is and who is this elf he doesn't know. Well, Elhodier thought, with a bit of stealth, he must find out.

Thanks once again for reading the next chappie! A full description of Elhodier will be in the next chapter. Now, I STILL expect one more review to continue my story, so hit that review button that I covet so much.  Thanks for reading!

Fathom.