Cry

"Hang on Zek, Please!"

The sky blue Dragoness begged to the Runic Mirror on her back, tears streamed down her face as she limped painfully through the blizzard, arrow still lodged into her hind leg.

Distantly Cry could hear the cries of the hunter. Cry hissed as she fought foward, her body threatening to give in "I'll keep you safe Zek, I promise," the bloodied Dragoness didn't move on her back, the only sign she was even alive was the light heartbeat against Cry's back.

Suddenly an arrow zipped past Cry's head, before she had time to retreat another arrow lodged itself next to the first. Cry fell to the ground, Zek Rolling into the snow, Cry struggled to her claws desperate to keep going.

"I'll admit I'm impressed you lasted this long," Cry's pastel blue eyes shot to the side glaring at the pearlescent Wildclaw, who was preparing another arrow in his crossbow "Now be a good girl and hand him over,"

Cry moved to stand in front of Zek, lavender wings spreed to their full lenght "I will never let you lay a claw on HER!" using her tail Cry removed the arrows in her side and pounced at the Wildclaw, as she landed a claw came up attempting to knock the crossbow out of the others claws, instead she was knocked to her side as the other spun hitting Cry with their over-sized tail. Once more Cry got to her claws adrenaline now numbing the pain.

Claws meet claws as primal insticts took over, words turned into snarls and growls. Cry was so lost in instict that she didn't notice when the once unconscious Mirror began to wake.

"Cry?" said Dragon froze when she heard her name, her eyes found Zek's bright teal ones easily. In that moment of time the hunter once again readied his crossbow, sending an arrow straight into the Guardians neck.

"CRY!!!" Cry could barely hear Zek as a loud buzzing sounded in her ears, she bought her claw up to remove the arrow, staring at the liquid that coated it.

Seconds passed Cry just looking at the arrow head before stars filled her vision, she let out a guttural roar, magic surged through the land as she once again pounced landing on top of the Wildclaw. As she continued growling her wounds seemed to heal themselves.

"Get Off My Territory" Cry snarled releasing the Wildclaw as he fled.

Cry turned to Zek whos wounds had also healed themselves "Are you ok?" Cry asked rasing a claw to slowly stroke the side of the others face.

"What did you do?" Zek asked leaning into the touch.

"I think I accidently founded a clan, say do you want to be Deputy of Velvetclan" Zek mearly laughed as she pulled the other into a hug.