Rapunzel went out in to the tavern part of the inn. A younger boy and girl, clearly not together, sat at the same table, avoiding conversation with not only just each other, but everyone in the room. Especially the boy. The boy had his sketchbook and kept flinching at every single sound. The girl had an arrow she was carving out of a chunk of wood. Her bow lay at her feet. Rapunzel took a good look around and went back into the bedroom. Jack was kneeling on the Rapunzel began to brush her hair.
"Is it time again?" Jack asked, turning towards her. Rapunzel shrugged. "If your wound's bothering you, let me know. Otherwise, you're fine. You're lucky though. Not many people survive the bear attacks."
As she spoke, screams came from outside. There was an inhuman scream, and a human scream. Then two more human screams, and finally a horse whinnying. A loud growl came from the stables.
Rapunzel dropped her hairbrush and ran to the stables. The stable boy, Aster Bunnymund who was about 7 years old, screamed and ran inside. Two sets of things lay in the snow. The first was the girl, holding her horse close and crying, and second, the boy and his dragon, side-by-side, maybe dead.
His DRAGON! Rapunzel's breath quickened. The girl was sobbing. "Angus, oh Angus!"
"NORTH! Miss Toothiana!" Both came running. Both looked unfazed by the scene, least of all the dragon.
"I'll get the vet, you get the two of them in there now!" Toothiana said, running back into the inn. Rapunzel helped the girl in first, because she could walk, but the boy was out cold. She picked him up easily. His head hung limply from his shoulders, just like Jack's had, his auburn hair falling back with it. The bridge of his nose was covered by freckles. He would have been a cute boy if he wasn't passed out and dying. Rapunzel grimaced, thinking about what had happened to him.
As soon as Rapunzel walked in, Jack muttered, "He might not ever walk again."
"I know." Rapunzel said, her chest tightening, her breath catching as she thought of not being able to walk.
She looked down at the boy she didn't even know, who had just lost the lower half of his left calf.