Just before arriving at Tialdarí Hall, Eragon was contact by Glaedr. His deep voice started "Eragon, before you go on to contact your riders, we must speak, meet us at your dwelling."

Curious,and midly surprised, since he had been told the Eldunari were in Arya's home, he didn't need to be next to the Eldunari to speak to them,so he decided to humor them since it was not unlike them to waste time. Quickly turning and heading to his tree house, and following shortly by his riders who had continued walking before seeing he headed in a different direction.

Finally arriving, he asked "What did you wish to speak to me about Glaedr-elda?"

"Not so much to speak, but to show you. If you would please drop the invisibility spell?"

Doing so, Eragon caught his first glimpse of what had to be the enemy's Eldunari, and mentally preparing himself if they were to lash out.

"There is no need for that Eragon, they are constrained" Glaedr commented, humor lacing his voice

"We were able to identify most of the dragons, all but two of them any how.."

Eragon started to interrupt against his better instincts "Why would you not…"

"We were not able to because they do not have names…" realization began to dawn on him. "they do indeed belong to two of the forsworn, Formora and Glaerun to be exact."

Amazement, surprise and disgust passed through Eragon simultaneously, "And your advice on what we should do with them?"

"The other dragons Eldunari deserve the chance to recover, however we have agreed that the forsworn should not get that option. They are filled with nothing other than vast energy and a strong hate towards the world, and to those who were the cause of their deaths"

Continuing his train of thought Eragon went on "So we are to assume the rest of the forsworn dragons live?"

"Aye, and as you may or may not have guessed, we believe Shruikan is leading this uprising, or at least part of it"

Eragon considered this quietly for a few minutes, while everyone stood in silence with him to wait on his commands

"We will fly out and search for any intelligence we can find after our contact with our Riders in Illirea" Turning to the Kull Argam "Argam, if you are willing, I ask that you send the forsworn Eldunari to the void" He did not want to burden the elves with the killing of dragons, may they be hated or not.

Bobbing his massive head, "Consider it done master"

"Thank you, meet us in Tialdari Hall when you have finished, the rest of you, let us be off"

Walking into the hall and waiting for the others to join him, he began the spell to scry his riders in Illirea, and was answered by the King instead.

Shock passed over the Kings face as he beheld Eragon in his werewolf form, as was only natural. "Kingkiller what…how.."

"A story for a later time King Miller, I seek the audience of my riders, please summon them." Cutting him off

With ill concealed worry etching his face the King began slowly after collecting himself "Kingkiller, I am thankful you have finally contacted us, your Riders left to intercept one of the uprisings they got wind of early, though that was days ago and they have not returned, nor send word."

Now Eragon was the one worried, typically he would consider them more than capable, but after going after a seemingly small group of Eldunari, he had allowed a small amount of doubt to creep up into his mind.

Coming to a conclusion "That is troubling news indeed, though they may have merely taken their time to head back to the city. However, several of us will head there incase something has happened. You may expect us in a weeks time, until then keep your men on high alert and ready for anything."

"We shall wait for your arrival than Kingkiller, fare travels and strong winds" the King finished before Eragon ended the spell

Arya, Bran and his Riders stood quietly in a semi circle around him, wondering what their next move would be.

"Five of us will go to Illirea, to help protect or, if something has happened, rescue our riders, while the rest of you will stay and help protect Ellesmera incase these rebels are crazy enough to attack an elven city"

Not one of them save Eragon and of course Saphira believed any force would be able to subdue five of their order, human or not

"Of these five, I will be one of them, Arya I leave the decision on whether to come or stay up to you. Bran I would like you to come as well"

"Like it wasn't my decision in the first place.." she mumbled under her breath

"Master, why do you need to go? Any of us can handle anything that has happened."

Eragon was amused of his students, or rather, comrades protectiveness over his well-being. "Like it or not my friends, I am the most capable, in both physical and mental strength."

Argam had walked in during this conversation. "I beg to differ master, you are still no match for myself."

"Or magically stronger than us" the others chimed in

Quicker than they could follow, Eragon darted behind Argam, tackling him to the ground and holding him there as he struggled to get up. Feeling magic stir from the direction of his Riders, and Arya, he sent his own, immobilizing them and their mouths before they could speak, Only he could safely use magic without words.

Eragon heard a chorus of growls outside, followed by one sound he didn't recognize. Reaching his mind to Saphira to see what was going on, he saw her on her back, not at the mercy of any dragon, but letting loose the dragons version of a laugh. She too had followed his lead, lying on top of one, and holding the rest immobile with her gift of magic. Joining in her laughter, or a guttural chuckling, he remembered he had everyone still as statues and slowly released them.

Everyone, save Arya, began to laugh, some bending over double

Eragon was glad he could get them to laugh and loosen up considering what was going on outside of their haven.

"Okay master, you've proven your point" The Urgal conceded for the party

Turning to what seemed like a still displeased Arya, he saw her mouth slowly turn into a grin before she let loose a rare laugh that had everyone sobering up and turning to look at what the beautiful laugh was coming from

Laughing coming to a stop, Arya spoke finally "As Argam pointed out, you have proven your point."

Although I am sure you are eager to leave, we will stay one more night to prepare and rest, before heading to Illirea tomorrow afternoon."

Breaking up, everyone headed out to pack, eat and rest for their journey, Everyone except Arya and Eragon that is.

Yellow eyes met Green, as Eragon waited for Arya to say what seemed to be on the tip of your tongue. "Maybe you should stay with me this evening? If only to monitor you and make sure your recent…change doesn't affect you in anyway.."

Eragon thought that was a flimsy excuse , "It may be better if we went to my quarters, I don't want to shed on your floor." He added jokingly

Happy that he had coaxed another grin from Arya, she agreed, "Aye, that may be for the best. I was always brought up to not bring animals inside…especially dogs."

Eragon let out a mock rawr, which didn't affect Arya at all, just made her grin all the larger.

"Ill show you a dog…"he whispered

"o..?" she asked with a raised eyebrow

Note to self, there is no such thing as whispering in this form

"O cmon already, before I get hit with anymore animal jokes!" he said as Arya walked ahead of him and turned around

"come boy, lets go for a walk!" she continued with a smile

Eragon stomped past her with a snarl, Arya following close behind

"So are you going to sleep on the rug or..?" Arya continued an hour later, seemingly unable to control herself

Fed up, though still in a mood, he decided to silence her by reverting back to his human self. It took Eragon a few minutes, all the while berating himself for not asking Bran how it was done.

Arya lost her smile as his wolf seemed to get absorbed and normal skin took its place, and dropping down to his 6 foot 5 height, it seems like he was taller in this form as well.

Finally done, Eragon noticed Arya still staring, eyes roaming from head to toe, before snapping back to his face and slightly turning. Why was she turning? She had seen him shirtless plenty of times before. Just then he realized how open he felt, followed by also realizing that transforming did not, in fact, give him pants. He darted for a bed sheet, face flaming red, mortified.

After finding himself pants, Arya finally turned back, though he could have sworn she had been sneaking peeks his way.

"I'm glad you decided to finally cover yourself, for the sake of us all" she said jokingly

"Im..I'm..I didn't know, hadn't even thought about it"

"Eragon I'm kidding, you need not be so embarrassed, and on the bright side, no more shedding!"

"You can hardly make dog jokes when I am in this form!" Eragon stressed as Arya continued to sit and mentally laugh at him, though he saw something in her eyes beyond mirth, something he couldn't put a finger on

"Fine fine ill save those until then, now get to bed, you have a long way to travel tomorrow, and you've had more than an exciting couple days"

Eragon made his way to his bed, while Arya continued to sit in the chair. "Surely you are not staying all night in a stiff chair?"

"It is no big concern, I've slept in worse before."

"Then YOU take the bed, and ill take the floor, and no dog jokes about that."

"Don't be stubborn Eragon, if it upsets you that much we can share the bed , there is more than enough room for the two of us"

Eragon took stock, the bed really wasn't meant for two, but nodded to agree as she made her way over. Before Arya laid down, she began to disrobe, to Eragons astonishment.

Noticing the astonishment somehow, Arya spoke "O really Eragon, like you have not seen a women's body before"

"You are right of course.." thought she wasn't, he had not had time to more than imagine, Saphira and the war had been thrown on his shoulders too soon

Eragon froze as he turned on her side and place her arm on his muscular chest.

From the silence of the night, Arya started in a whisper "I was so afraid when I saw you fall to that beast, and over the uncertainty of your recovery after the attack."

"As you can see, I am better than before. It will take more than a mere 8 foot tall werewolf in a blood rage to stop me" he answered with a bit more confidence than he had been feeling.

Her hand found his jaw, and gently turned his head to look at her, once again looking into blue eyes that had not been there during the war. Eragon had been cut, burned, shot and mildly tortured in his long life, none of them spark the surge of feeling that set his blood on fire, heart pounding and mind racing, as Arya reached up to capture his lips with her own.

Time had stopped, Eragon was sure of it. It came back with a vengeance in the same moment, as a simple kiss turned into something intense, longing and wanting mixed together that had been buried for centuries.

Determined and greedy, to not let this moment end, thinking there may not be many other chances, he hesitantly tested her willingness by lightly tugging her clothing off. He was met with a moment of uncertainty, before she helped him along. The wolf in him rose and boosted his passion, eagerness and need to an animalistic level as he held nothing back, and to his relief, Arya matched the savagery, before they reach their limits and his mind and body exploded with feelings, and falling onto his back breathing heavily to stare at his beautiful elf, and she at him, smiling. No words were exchanged; the two just embraced in each other's arms as the world slipped away and passed into a blissfully deep sleep.

About time they got it out of their system! Next chapter should have a bit more…action, of multiple types