Chapter 7: Friend or Foe?
Spirit glided down too hastily and ended up slamming into a wall. She felt herself tumble down with no way to catch herself. She hit the ground and everything went black.
She woke to find herself on a bed of golden flowers. She got up and realized her HP went down by a lot, as she felt considerably weaker. Do I even want to know at this point? I'm scared that I'm going to end up in a pinch, like last time. She reluctantly checked. She lost 37 HP because of her own carelessness. She looked around and realized she was alone. So much for sticking together... Spirit thought. She slowly trotted down the corridor to her right. She looked at the purple stone archway.
Spirit walked underneath the archway and saw a small patch of grass. There was another Snow Dragon sleeping on it. The other dragon was wearing a pink and white striped sweater, with his or her wings sticking out, kinda like what Spirit did with her jacket. The other dragon was also considerably smaller than Spirit. It looked up tiredly at her. "What do you want? I was sleeping." Judging by the other dragon's voice, Spirit assumed it was a she. "Sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. I'm just passing through." Spirit said "Where you heading? I can guide you if you're lost." The other dragon said, looking her in the eye. Spirit thought about it for a moment. She didn't really remember this area so she said yes. "Okay. What's your name?" The other dragon said. "Spirit." "I'm Flora. Now follow me." Flora walked over to another purple stone entranceway Spirit didn't notice before. I don't know if I should fully trust her yet. I'll wait and see what she does. Spirit thought as she followed Flora.
Flora guided Spirit through the Ruins all the way up to it's exit. And there was still no sign of Asriel, Chara, or Frisk. I hope they're okay... I would never forgive myself if one of them got hurt. Spirit thought. She pushed the massive door open. She was greeted by a freezing cold wind blowing in her face. Flora looked at her. "I don't know what you're doing here, but I decided I want to come with you. If you don't mind that is." Flora said, looking up cutely. Her facial expression read she wasn't taking no for a answer. "Alright fine. You can come." Spirit said. I still don't quite trust her yet. I shouldn't let my guard down. Spirit thought. "Yay! Thanks!" Flora said as she ran ahead into the snowy forest beyond the door. "Hey! Wait up!" Spirit called as she chased after Flora.
Spirit found Flora standing in front of small chasm. It looked like the bridge that was there collapsed. There was an unstable looking log there to serve as a new bridge. "Oh no.The bridge is out. Welp. Time for you to leave and never come ba- What the heck are you doing?!" Flora said as Spirit glided to the other side. "What? Did you really think a tiny gap could stop someone with wings?" Spirit said smirking. "I can't fly though! How do you expect ME to get across?" Flora said, annoyed. "Use the very obvious log-bridge thingey? You'll be fine. So stop acting like this is the end of the world and get over here already!" Spirit said, also annoyed. Flora snorted and crossed the log bridge.
They came to a small clearing. There was a sentry station and a weirdly shaped lamp. There were shuffling sounds coming from nearby. A small fox- husky looking animal poked its head out from behind the sentry station, holding a bottle of mustard in its jaws. It noticed Flora and walked up to her. "Alright. What do you want now ya little brat?" he said, looking Flora dead in the eye. He was somewhere between Spirit and Flora's size. He had the body of a large fox and the pattern of a blueish grey huskey. He also wore a bright orange bandana around his neck. "I didnt even want to come here. This one needed to be guided to Snowdin. But since you're here Cobalt, I'll be saved some walking. Have fun you two!" Flora said as she ran back toward the Ruins. Spirit and Cobalt stared at eachother in awkward silence. "So... you need to find your way to Snowdin, eh? Well... I think I might be able to help."