Alrighty! Many Thanks to x0chu0x, who is the first one to review!!! I got to thinking that this story should be in someone's PoV so there will be more talking and thinking, and so you can see how they get closer to their dragons, so from now on, this will be Lorelei's PoV.
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Frowning, Myara tilted the mirror to see the silver mark just below her collarbone. It was about the same size as Lorelei's but in the shape of a many pointed star.
"What is this?" she breathed in amazement.
Any reply Lorelei might have managed to give was cut short by the outraged squeaks below them. As they looked down in surprise, their jaws hung open. There, on the floor in front of them, were two baby dragons.
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I stared at the dragon in front of my bed, the violet one, in shock, too afraid to breathe, lest I scare it. After what seemed like ages of silence, the dragon suddenly sneezed, sending it rolling backwards to crack its head on the floor. I let out an involuntary giggle and jumped off the bed without thinking to kneel next to the dragon. When I reached out to help it up, I realized what I was doing and froze, but shook it off. I had a gut feeling that this dragon wasn't a threat.
I gently picked up the dragon, noticing Myara slowly kneel next to her dragon as well. The violet creature gazed up at me with its deep violet eyes and I felt a strange presence bump against my mind.
Myara? I thought, thinking it was my sister who had alerted me, but her mind was closed off. That brought my eyes back to the dragon, who was still watching me with wide eyes. Gently, I picked up one of its wings, and with its aid, stretched it out. The wing was soft and warm, like damp parchment, and had small veins running through it. It appeared similar to a bat wing.
The scales on its back were of the deepest violet, growing lighter as they wrapped around to its stomach. They were very hard, and shone brighter and clearer than the purest of gems. Along its neck and back were tiny ivory spikes, going down to the end of its tail. I ran my hand gently over the gorgeous scales and crooned, "Oh, you beautiful thing. I'm sure you're the prettiest dragon ever."
At my praise, the dragon chirped happily and nuzzled my neck. I giggled when it let out another small sneeze, and looked over to Myara, who was also holding her dragon and staring at it in awe.
"Mya," I said softly, causing her to look up at me. "You know what this means, don't you?" she nodded and gazed down at her dragon.
"We're dragon riders."
Suddenly, her dragon nudged her, crying shrilly.
"I think it's hungry," I said, then burst out in giggles at the look on her face. She turned to me with a strange look of amusement and said, "Well, let's get them something to eat."
A few minutes later, we were sitting at our table watching the tiny dragons wolfing down bits of meat. When their bellies were full, they crawled back to us and snuggled in our arms, whistling contentfully. The ice blue one let out a small burp, and Myara and I stared at each other with wide eyes before laughing again.
The dragons slowly closed their eyes, and fell asleep in our arms. I looked over at Myara and whispered, "What are we going to do?"
She tore her gaze away from her dragon and looked back at me. "We're going to take care of them," she started slowly. Of course, I thought, nodding. "Then we're going to the Varden. The reports of the Empire's attempts at taking them down have become more frequent, and I think they need all the help they can get. Now they will have three dragon riders, instead of one."
I drummed my fingers on the table rapidly.
"What about Galbatorix?" I asked. "He will know that the eggs have hatched. He'll send someone after us, and if we're captured, he'll make us work for him."
Myara nodded. "We have to stay hidden. We'll go into the Spine and stay in the abandoned cabin. Most people either wouldn't dare venture into the Spine, or they won't think to look for us there. We can stay up there until the dragons are ready to fly, then we'll head for the Varden. Last I heard, they were in Surda, so we'll travel along the foothills of the Spine as far as we can, which'll probably be about to Leona Lake. Then we'll have to try to get to the Varden without being seen."
I sighed and tilted my head back so I was staring at the beams in the ceiling.
"Life will never be the same," I murmured.
"No," my sister agreed. "It won't be. But you'll always have me, old mum. We'll stick together, and we'll get through this. The Empire doesn't stand a chance against the pair of us."
I tossed her a crooked smile and stood up.
"They might if I don't get a decent night's sleep," I joked, stifling a jaw-splitting yawn. Myara stood up as well, and we headed back to our beds. I laid down and gently placed my sleeping dragon on the pillow next to my head. It gave a weak snuffle and buried its head back under its wind.
I gave it a gentle smile and looked over at Myara, who had similarly placed her dragon on her bed.
"Goodnight Mya," I said, stifling another yawn.
"Goodnight Lore," she replied and blew out the re-lit candles.
I settled down next to my dragon, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep gazing at the violet scales of its side. All too soon, I woke to sunlight hitting my eyelids. Groaning, I peeled them open, only to see a wall of purple in front of me. Blinking rapidly, I realized that the dragon had moved in the night until it was curled flush against me. Myara, who walked into the room with a steaming mug in her hand couldn't help letting out an "aaw" when she saw us.
Trying not to disturb the still slumbering dragonet, I slowly sat up and gratefully accepted the mug of tea from my sister.
"Drink up," she said, returning to her bed to strip the sheets from it and throw them in a pile on the floor. "We've got a long day ahead of us. We're packing up today for our move into the Spine."
I frowned, but got out of my comfortable bed. "Today?"
Myara shrugged. "Why not? The sooner the better. We can't risk anyone finding out about them." She gestured to our dragons before she continued gathering her belongings from the room.
"Good point," I remarked quietly before setting down my tea to gather my things. As I was pulling clothes out of my chest of drawers, I felt another brush against my conscience.
"Myara?" I asked out loud.
"Hmm?"
"Are you trying to talk to me? You know, inside?" I tapped my temple to explain.
She frowned. "No. Have you been trying to talk to me?"
I shook my head.
"That's strange," she muttered. "I've been feeling someone brush against my mind a few times today, and I thought it was you, but when I called out, no one answered me."
Lorelei.
I looked at her. "Did you do that?"
She blinked. "Do what?"
"Say my name. Inside."
She shook her head slowly. "No. I haven't said anything."
Lorelei.
"Stop it!" I cried, exasperated, and whirled around.
Myara raised her hands. "I'm not doing anything!"
I saw movement on my bed and turned to look directly into my dragon's violet eyes.
Lorelei.
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