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Now it might seem I am rushing things a tad bit and it's true, (at least on my part) I like to get enough dragon action as possible, and get to Ellesmera before Tai, Erek and Amlute does. We had it all planned out earlier. So with our further ado, here is part four of Nathan's side of the story.

Nathan had waited on the plane with Oria, and their horses in tow. Nace was striding about keeping within the distance of her rider ever the curios one.

"Ah, here she comes", said the elf.

He squinted and saw a large violet figure in the sky as it approached he realized it was a dragon. The dragon circled overhead and landed with a thud as its front legs hit the ground. The horses not accustomed to the dragon naiad and were calm but a gentle touch from the elf. Nathan was about to ask her how she did that but was more interested on the dragon in front of him.

"Nathan, I would like you to meet my dragon Viola", Oria had said with pride. The purple dragon bowed her head.

It's always a pleasure to meet a new rider and his dragon.

Nace peeked out behind Nathan's legs and peered at Viola.

Come here little one, I won't hurt you, she stretched her serpentine neck over Nathan to Nace who had shuddered back but then nuzzled the adult dragon's snout. Viola repaid the affectionate gesture in the like. The riders smiled at this scene. Such powerful creatures they are and yet are capable of showing they're love for one another, Nathan had thought.

"Well now since we are all properly introduced. We should get going". Oria mounted her horse. "Put Nace on Viola's back, she'll take care of her on our trip to Du Weldenvarden. Then mount your steed".

Nathan did as Oria have said, placing Nace on the saddle left on Viola's back.
"Be good okay", he whispered to her.

Don't worry little one she and I are going to have fun, Viola had said with a motherly auspicious tone.

When all were ready they had headed off to the north east to the elfin forest.

So the days had past and Oria had already started Nathan with the basics of swordsmanship which Nathan was adequately proficient with having his father teach him the basics and more exciting: magic. At night as they ate Oria would tell stories about the riders Nathan had never heard, dragon lore that Nathan found really exciting and about her own elf race. Even Viola got in with the story telling and the history lectures possessing the same patience as her rider as Nathan kept on interrupting with his questions.

Nathan had barely noticed that their meals along the way consisted of little or no meat, when they would stop in a town he would buy some jerky with what little coins he had brought with him but Oria had no taste for it whatsoever.

"Elves never have eaten meat", Oria had said when Nathan pitched his concern. "When you are in Ellesmera neither you will consume the flesh of another being". Nathan was about to say something when Oria had beat him to it. "When you begin your advance training you will soon find out why".

Every night Oria would sleep under the shelter of one Viola's wings. The meantime Nace had grown extremely fondly of the purple dragoness. Rather insisting on being as close to her at night when they were all together. This caused Nathan to feel a bit outcast. Despite her nudges Viola couldn't get Nace to be with her rider so Nathan ended up sleeping like Oria under one of the purple wings. His mornings had started off with him waking up claustrophobic, sometimes he would beat on the velvety membrane to get it lifted. Nace had become quite the little huntress, every so often she was seen with a field mouse or a rabbit in her maw. Sometimes Viola would share her own kills with Nace which the younger dragon greatly appreciated.

One night has they were setting up camp Nathan had heard a faint voice call to him. Looking around Nathan saw no one except for Oria and the dragons. "Did you hear that? It sounded like someone was calling my name"? Oria said nothing but pointed accusingly at Nace perched on Viola's back who was starring at him with a lupine grin on her face tail wagging like a dog.

"Nace", Nathan dared to ask.

Yes, the voice reminded him of a little girl's.

"You could talk"?

She has been going on nonstop, came Viola.

Nathan remembered he could also speak to Nace with his mind.

Nace! You're finally talking to me!

Yes, Nace replied with a chuckle as Nathan picked her up tail wagging more rapidly now. As the apprentice rider and his dragon embraced, their escorts look to each other.
I remember the first time we were able to talk, Viola had said nuzzling her rider on the cheek. Oria smiled.

Just as Eragon and your mother were there to help us along on our journey so will we be there for Nathan and Nace.

The days had gone by much quicker now; Nathan would spend as much as his time talking to Nace when he wasn't trying to solve a problem with magic that Oria was trying to teach him like freezing water into ice. The dragons accompanied them overhead. Viola making corkscrews in the air and Nace trying to catch up with her mentor. On occasions she would come spiraling through the gap between the horses saying nothing but coming through or an excuse me.

This would freak the horses out and Nathan had to calm his with the soothing technique that Oria had taught him a while back. He could sense a childish glee when ever she did this.

Nathan had watched the dragons perform aerial stunts just above of them when he had finished reviewing his vocabulary of the ancient language with Oria who was watching along with him.

"She's going to be a fantastic flier when she's old enough to take you on her back", said the elf.

Nathan beamed with pride. "Yeah, look at her; she's practically flying circles around Viola".

Consciously aware she was being watched Nace had decided to do something drastic. Increasing her speed she flew the length of Viola and using her left wing spiraled downward and using her right wing to lift her self back up, Nace had flew spirals around the length of Viola's neck. Viola was taken by surprise as Nace zoomed past her head thinking she was bout to collide with her but then Nace dived down and catching an updraft glided upward. Viola may have felt annoyed a bit by the younger dragon's idiotic stunt but nevertheless was impressed that she had showed such outstanding maneuverability.

They had paused to rest that night by a stream. "Oria", started Nathan. She paused in

The polishing of her sword Mageta whose blade was purple since her dragon's scales were purple.

"You know everything about me, but I know so little of you".

The elf nodded. "It's only fair". She looked over to Viola who was watching Nace struggling to bite through the bones of a dear to get to the marrow.

"I was born in the elf city of Kirtan. My parents were Her'on and Menala. I was their only daughter. Our house was poor, but not to your human standards, we elves as you know get our basic needs by singing to nature. I mean we were poor because my house was poorly represented in our government until that day I touched Viola's egg and she hatched for me." She looked over to her dragon and her dragon looked back to her both relishing in the memory.

Owe!

They all look at Nace who had cut herself on the jagged edge a bone. Blood was seeping from a small puncture wound on her cheek.

Nace you're bleeding, said Nathan. He touched her on the cheek and said the healing spell, "Waise heil".

Nathan felt very little of his own energy draining away as the palm of the hand where he was marked with his gedway ignasia was glowed. Nace tested her healed cheek opening and closing her jaw in rapid succession.

It feels better, she announced. Then putting all other things aside Nace pounced on Nathan knocking him down on the bedding that he was sitting on. Nace now being a month old was as big as a medium sized dog. Spreading her wings over him and pinning him to the ground.

Can this dragon love her rider, can she, can she?

Oria and Viola looked on laughing. The purple dragoness placed her head alongside her rider and nuzzled her. Can I love you? She said to the elf.

Just don't crush me, replied Oria. Viola chuckled. I won't, she said. Viola nuzzled her rider's cheek for that was all she could do with her girth but the love she had for her rider was authentic and she knew her rider felt the same.

Nace will you please get off me, Nathan asked when the dragon appeared to settle to sleep on top of him.

No, came her reply. Not till morning.

It was a long night.

Review replies:

Teenchic2004: Yeah, Oria is based off a real person in my life pretty much like all the non dragons (the dragons are our muses) in this story, and don't worry, I am rushing to get to that part where they will be training together, for I plan on having much fun when that comes. And yeah she has a sword though Nathan is going to get a regular rider's blade and Acanya told me she wont give up the silver sword. Oh believe me, she is going to spend a lot of time with her Erek character, for he's based off of someone important to her.

GingerBizkit: thank you, though I think you were directing your comments to Acanya's side of the story in that case I agree with you, but Nace has a good personality wouldn't you think so?