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"I can't fly with this shoulder for a while, and my leg is still sore.. Could you get me out of these woods?"

"I might be able to. This isn't the first time I've been here." Andrey stood up.

"Thanks." Aylla forced a smile through the pain in her shoulder. She attempted to rise, but fell down again. She then leaned against a tree, sighing deeply.
"This might take a while..."

Andrey thought for a moment." I can carry you if you want."

aylla looked up and smiled at him. "that would be great, thanks."

Andrey carefully picked Aylla up and put her on his back. Making sure she had a good grip, he started to walk, acting as if she weighed nothing.

Aylla smiled "Thank you" she whispered. She closed her eyes and rested her head on Andrey's shoulder. She slowly slid away into a land of safe and comforting dreams.

Andrey glanced over his shoulder to look at Aylla before looking back ahead. After a while, Andrey came to a path that he knew well. He began to walk down the edge of the path, knowing there could be a few caravans traveling down the same path.

Suddenly, Aylla's dreams shifted into nightmares. she started sweating heavily and was mumbling in her sleep.

Andrey glanced at Aylla before stopping." Hey, wake up." Andrey said as he reached a hand around to gently shake her awake.

Aylla's eyes suddenly shot open, and she flapped her wings in reflex to events that were taking place in her dream before she was woken up. this led to her falling off Andrey's back.
When Aylla realized she was back in the real world, she curled up on the ground and started sobbing softly, mumbling words like "why" the whole time. The strong, challenging Flit who woke up in the forest just an hour ago had suddenly turned into a vulnerable little girl.

Andrey knelt beside Aylla, pulling her closer to him. He hugged her gently, trying to comfort her.

Aylla was surprised by this, but she made use of andrey's gesture and wrapped her arms around him, leaning the side of her head against his chest.
"I'm sorry" she said repeatedly, while openly crying.

"You were having a nightmare. There is nothing you need to apologize for." Andrey said, looking down at Aylla.

"Right, it was just a nightmare, it wasn't real..." Aylla shivered. "just a nightmare, not real. Just a nightmare, not real. Just a nightmare, not real..." she kept repeating it to work the nightmare out of her brain

Andrey held Aylla until she calmed herself down.

Aylla did calm down after a while. She cleared her throat and said: "it's a repetitive nightmare. I get it at least twice a week"

Andrey looked at Aylla." What is it about?"

"A dragon. The same that attacked our ancestral nesting grounds and killed almost all of my kind. I can still see it plucking my friends from the sky and eating them alive..."

"Try and forget about it then. Never dwell in the past, no matter how bad your past was."