She couldn't tell lance anything that happened in the dream. He would follow her everywhere if she did.
From what she could remember, Pidge was walking alone in the forest they crashed in, but with no need for crutches, and smelling the unusual scents of whatever planet this was. It reminded her of Olkarion, but the trees were shorter.
She knew where she was going, but there was no way she would find Green here, was there?
After what felt like a millennia treading on already broken sticks, the familiar and loving sight of the green lion broke into view.
Her beautiful green paint had been scratched, supposedly by landing in a forest as dense as this. Sadly, Green's eyes were fading. Their loving yellow gaze, flickering every other moment.
She ran over to the lion, tears of happiness streaming out of her eyes.
Then everything faded into black.
She was floating in the middle of a huge black void, and Green was nowhere to be seen.
Then, a voice came from behind her.
"1-44-B-C-Epsilon."
The voice was gruff, clearly tired and annoyed.
She managed to turn herself around, and covered her mouth in shock.
The green lion was tied down with multiple ropes, all tied just that bit too tight so the pain wouldn't stop. A couple of sentries were aiding a private in opening its mouth to get inside.
Pidge.
A voice came in from the distance, calm and soothing, it reminded her of Green.
You need to get me out of here. There is not much time before they
Green was actually speaking with her!
Pidge, only you can rescue me.
But what would happen to Lance? She thought.
He will find his way home, but only you can find me in the woods of Mul'Boorja.
What was the lion saying? Were she and Lance currently on Mul'Boorja?
We will find a way home. Trust me, Pidge.
Then she woke up.