Something dashed across the forest floor, but what? It zipped with incredable speed as if it were flying. Animals made sure to stay clear of the being, causing silence to surround the forest. Which was only broken by the brushing sounds of the leaves as the being raced by. The being seemed to be retreating from something. But from what? And why?

Suddenly it stopped, it stood motionless in the sunlight. It was a dragon; at least, at first it was. The dragon lowerd its head and guased at the ground it stood upon. Its pale red eyes seemed to try to burn a hole through it. Finally the dragon closed its ferious eyes and relaxed. The dragon turned into a mear blur as it shrunk.

Black hair glissened in the sunlight and eyes were still closed. A young woman stood there just as motionless, her face still lowered towards the ground. Pain and hatred filled her expression as she finally opened her eyes. Her black hair swayed across her pale red eyes as the wind blew.

Stillness was finally broken by her fragle hand. Just in one motion it moved from her side to the right side of her waist. Blood seemed to run over her hand like a small stream of water. She glanced down once more at her side before making sure nothing followed her. Closing her eyes once more, while applying pressure to her side, she listened.