Jerboa gasped for air and leaned again a small palm tree.
The sun shone on Jerboa and caused her to feel like she was burning up. Days like these were pure torture, and even though she was a SandWing, the heat was still unbearable. Sweat trickled down the sides of her head and gave the sand below a bit of moisture.
Her wings had large gashes and no part of her body was without wounds. Pain shrouded her thoughts and the only thing she could process was the fact she was exiled. Her tail was low on venom, as that was her only defense against the mountain of guards.
She had never learned how to defend herself, arrogantly believing that her venomous tail was enough. Now she knew that her previous thoughts were utterly ridiculous.
Being ganged up by a few dragons could have instantly killed her if she wasn't cautious.
Thinking back to the battle made her shudder. The amount of spells she had cast was more than what she had cast in her entire life. Well, up until now.
She could feel the immediate insanity building up inside her. Feelings she never had emerged and nearly swallowed her whole.
Actually, when she started to contemplate a bit more she realized something. Queen Scorpion had been planning his for quite a while. The sheer amount of guards would have taken a bit of time to gather.
Queen Scorpion framing her was a given.
But the thing that made her unbelievably furious was the fact that her daughter had helped the queen exile her. She had purposely placed an enchantment on her. Enchant this dragon to never be unable to use animus powers against others.
She didn't doubt that if there weren't other dragons watching in the battle, Jerboa II would have made a much more cruel enchantment. She had anger, but mainly sadness as she realized the queen had finally wooed her daughter to her side.
She sighed with grief, and decided to look around.
The oasis she was currently at was quite large. There were a few dozen trees and a large pond, with a few rocks surrounding it. She chose to lean on that exact tree because it was hidden from view. If anyone were to look from above or quickly scan the area, they wouldn't see her.
She had chosen a pretty good resting place, hidden from the world.
Her eyes then fell on a small SandWing egg. It was a brilliant shade of gold and was smaller than most SandWing eggs. Whenever she laid her claws on the egg she felt a wave of happiness.
She couldn't explain this feeling but continued to lay her claws on it, hoping to have a false sense of happiness.
She deeply regretted created this egg. The part of her made from insanity created her. She hated the enchantment with all her heart, but she didn't have the heart to destroy her own daughter.
Enchant this pebble to become an animus SandWing egg and fo-
Jerboa managed to stop the spell halfway, but it was too late. The pebble has already morphed into a small egg.
She despised herself, wondering why she had creating it. All she could do was try to remove the enchantment, but she didn't want to give more power to the insanity inside of her. And, for some reason, a feeling buried in her heart loved the aspect of the egg. She hated the egg, but also loved it. She no longer knew what she felt.
She shuddered at the thought of the second part of the spell.
Jerboa slowly thought of how to solve this problem when she heard a small ruffle of leaves above her. She covered her mouth and tried not to move. She then looked at the egg, realizing it was exposed.
Without thinking, she chanted once more, Enchant this egg to stay hidden until it is ready to hatch.
The egg rose into the air and trembled before hiding itself under the sand. It dug a hole straight down and covered itself up. It was as if nothing was ever there.
She sighed in relief, before once again tensing up. The dragon above was still circling around the oasis. It was if it knew she was here.
Jerboa quickly brushed away that thought, knowing that if the dragon circling the oasis did know of her whereabouts, it would have already landed.
Wait… What if it was signaling… reinforcements?
It suddenly dawned on her. No wonder it hadn't landed yet, it was gathering more dragons.
She panicked and started to stumble around. She tripped on a rock while trying to get up and then had a sudden realization.
"Why would the queen hunt me down… when she just exiled me?" She blurted out with confusion. She just couldn't understand. Didn't the queen care about her reputation? This didn't make any sense!
A small squeaky voice came up from behind her.
"Sorry to confuse you mom, but it's not the queen, it's me."
