Ouch! Zilla cried as the rock hit her. She stood up and walked over to Skaaul. I dont think it is safe here. She said quietly. She turned her head towards the sky to search for any other dragons that may be looking for them.

Even without looking too mutch he knew someone was not too far, force of habit after all that time on the run. He wrap his wings around her both to calm her and to prevent any sounds to be caugh by the wind. "They are probably still flying, we have to remain grounded for now. The swamp will disperse our sent and confuse their senses, let's move to a thicker area and hope that the fog will raise soon."

Suddenly the two searching dragons stopped, hovering in mid air while facing each other. Now she could see their masks properly - on the forehead part, a sun had been carved into the pale metal.

They seemed to argue about something, before diving down into the marshes. Elenor silently cursed their erratic behaviour, bringing her wings into her sides and shooting after them.

One lagged behind the other, and Elenor took her chance as she easily caught up to them. She flew over the hunter, latching her forehands round their snout while hammering into their wings with her feet, additionally knocking their tail off kilter with her ridged tail.

The dragon tried to howl in pain as she drew blood, but their partner didn't notice. Elenor finished the doomed dragon off before they even touched the ground, jumping away before the dragon hit the flooded marsh floor. There was a splash as the dead hunter sunk beneath the surface.

Next target, Elenor thought, shooting under the tree canopy.

Ok... Zilla whispered. She tried to give him a smile then began to walk to a thicker part of the marshes. She heard the splashing of the body and walked back a bit so she could walk closer to Skaaul. She kept her head down and the books close.

As Elenor rushed aver the marsh, she realised that she had not only lost the remaining hunter, but Skaaul and his companion too.

So find them before the hunter does, she thought, coming in for a brisk land and spattering herself with mud and marsh water. This would make for difficult fighting, and the humid air with its conflicting scents would prevent her from sniffing her targets out.

Sight and hearing would have to do - listening out for the heavy footsteps or loud wingbeats of dragons, and looking out for brightly coloured dragon scales. Her dark blue scales, however, would blend perfectly into the dismal surroundings, and make her almost impossible to be seen unless she willed it.

Maximizing her senses just little enough not to give her a headache, she went on her search, slinking through the water and sludge while disturbing it as little as possible.

He stop to listen for any noise in the surrounding, somthing large had hit the water but he wasn't one to belive in coincidence, it was too large to be an animal and it had hit the water from too high to be a tree. They had to be silents and hide for now, he motione Zilla to be quieter and nudge her to an area where she would be safe and mostly hiden from vew, he didn't follow her however, no, he had to take care of the light shade of his scales first. As quietly as possible he head toward the water and cover himself in mud and plants, those who were after him would see the wrath of the golden flame ...

Suddenly, a harsh noise sounded from straight ahead, and was abruptly cut off. Was it some kind of bird?

Elenor's ears perked up and she stood straight, motionless. Her head swivelled to where she had heard the noise, her eyes straining to see through the thick undergrowth.

There - straight ahead, a figure tramped through the mud. It was the hunter. The dragon looked back and forth, sharp eyes beneath the pale metal mask studying anything that moved.

She then had an idea - it would mean she would have to spare the hunter for now, but inevitably would work in her favour. She disappeared into the shadows, continuing to follow the stranger as they searched for Skaaul and his companion. Elenor had no recollection of the dragoness' name being spoken when she had the run-in with them. She'd find out soon enough.

Zilla watched from the hiding spot. She bit down hard on her bottom lip so she wouldnt make a sound. She drew a small amount of blood but she paid it no attention. She sat still. Only her chest rose and fell with her breaths and her eyes followed Skaaul so she could be sure he was fine.

They were comming, he stayed still almost invisible in the tall grass. Some would call that a sixth sense but over time he had start getting better with listening this feeling in the back of his mind that was telling him to move, fight or flight, he wasn't going any ferther knowing fully well that his father would never go so low as walk around a swamp. No ties, no hestiation, this time it wasn't only his life on the ligne and he woudn't play nice with those who were after him.

The hunter suddenly stopped in a tiny clearing, examining the ground for a second. Elenor looked closer - it looked like the mud had been churned up and disturbed here. Almost like someone had been digging at it.

The hunter's head darted up, and the dragon scanned his surroundings. Elenor ducked down further as he made his inspection. The hunter's thoughts were the same as hers, then. Another dragon was nearby. Two, in fact. She kept her eye out for any movement in the small clearing.