She closed the door to his backyard behind her and started to walk, but as soon as she reached the road she ran. She didn't know why, but she felt like she needed to get away, fast.
She ran as fast as her legs would carry her, not caring whether her dragon could keep up or not. She didn't care about anything but getting away from Renji, from Nii-sama … Nobility … Everything. She ran blinded by tears, her breath burning in her throat.
- Renji… She thought to herself as she ran, tears flowing down her face. Why do I love you so madly, why do you make me feel like this?… and yet there is no way I can have you… It wouldn't be accepted by anyone. Not in the city, not in the mansion, nowhere. The nobility would have me punished, maybe even stripped of all rights as a noble. Not even Nii-sama…It was simply unacceptable.
By the time she finally stopped, she was far outside the city borders. As she started to notice her surroundings she realized she was in the Mirakzanor, an ancient forest. No one with their wits about them would dare enter it at nighttime. She noticed that it was getting dark around her. She knew there were danger lurking around in the shadows of this forest. She fell to her knees, afraid. It was quiet around her, not a single sound. Suddenly she heard a rustling in a nearby tree. She turned her head and looked in the direction of the sound, still faintly sobbing from her crying.
Nothing. She let out a relieved sigh, but suddenly a shade fell down on the ground at the tree where the sound came from. She knew exactly what it was; A Horror. The earthly remains of a dead corrupted dragon, its skeleton engulfed in a coat of pitch black shade and in the empty eye sockets of the cranium there was a deep purple spark lurking. She let out a loud despaired scream, knowing she had no way to defend herself against this monster in front of her. No sword, no dragon, no guards, no nothing.
The Horror came crawling slowly towards her, letting out a shrill hiss. As it came closer she started to back away until she stood with her back against a tree. She was cornered. The Horror was no more than five feet away from her, she could see saliva dripping from its long sharp fangs.
- Someone help me! Anyone! She screamed, panic rising in her voice.
The Horror stood towering above her, jaws wide open, ready to kill. She caught a glimpse of blue from the corner of her eye.
He heard a faint scratching on the door. Frowning he got up from his paperwork, went to the door and slid it to the side. He looked outside but no one was there, then he looked down and noticed a white presence.
- Shirayuki!? What on earth are you doing here at this hour! He kneeled and reached a hand out to the dragon as to ask for permission to touch her. The dragon accepted his approach, so he picked her up. She was full of dust from a dry dirt road.
- That Rukia … I should´ve never let her have you so soon … She´s clearly not mature enough to even take care of her own newborn dragon for a single day! A dark aura started to seep out from him as his thoughts darkened. But his train of thought was interrupted by a loud hiss coming from behind his desk.
Calmed by the sudden familiar sound he took in a deep breath and sighed;
- Yes yes, Senbonsakura … Pride first… No emotional outbursts… Rukia better have a real good explanation for this mess. He mumbled.
- Even my dragon must remind me … Gods I'm an awful emotional mess these days … I must meditate more! He rebuked himself.
- Come greet your little sister Mr. Perfect. He called teasingly.
A pair of bright pink dragon eyes was staring at him from under the desk. A few moments after, the dragon decided to follow its wielders will. It slid out from under the desk like a shade moving over the floor. It was a fully grown dragon. Built like a Chinese dragon it had a long slim body and four legs. Its scales were pale white with a pink gleam. It had no need for wings as it had the power to levitate. Two pale white horns were emerging from the back of its head and long fine fairy like pink hair was covering its spine.
