Back home

Chaos folded her wings and descended into the den. She lay in the furthest corner. It had been a perfect, but tiring day.

Chaos lifted her head, and lay it on Ulfang. She closed her eyes slowly, thinking about the day.

Chaos's eyes flitted open as a slight movement outside disturbed her. Something was moving through the brush; fast.

Chaos also flicked her ears. What was that sound?

Ulfang looked at his mate. "Did you hear that?" he asked, even though he was sure she did.

Chaos nodded, then looked back to the den opening.

Chaos twitched her wings, and followed Ulfang outside. Stopping halfway out, she heard the rustling again. It couldn't have been the wind...

Chaos smelled something odd in the air. It was strong, and it was like inhaling dust. Smoke. "Ulfang, run! We need to get out of here!"

Chaos scurried out of the den. She ran to Ulfang, and looked around the forest. Surely enough, flames were moving quickly towards them, destroying everything in its path.

He knew of fire, though he was never in one. "Get down, and fold your wings." he said in a hoarse whisper. "We need to escape the smoke."

Chaos did as she was told, covering herself with her wings.

Ulfang pointed to a small gap in the flames with his nose. "We need to crawl out of here."

Chaos started to the gap, wings folded tight.

Suddenly, a flaming, crackling branch fell in front of Chaos. She jumped back, breathing heavily. She slowly moved around the fallen branch.

Chaos looked for an opening in the flames once more. A small one stood between to tress, but it looked as if it was closing. She quickened her pace.

Chaos jumped out of instinct, spreading her wings. She cleared the flames, landing on a large slab of rock. The smoke was making her dizzy, and the crouching was tiring. She fell to the ground, gasping for breathe.