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Araceli was on her way back from the sighting of 8 Ysali dragons when she saw another Ysali. They seemed to be out in mass numbers that day. What was going on here? She grunted as she came to an abrupt stop and assessed the situation. Since she hadn’t fought the group of dragons from before she was still at her full strength, save for being a bit winded from running. She finally decided that she would try to take down the dragon.

Mustering up the courage she crouched low to the ground and crept closer to the dragon as quietly as she could. When she was close enough, she pounced. The dragon wasn’t a baby but it wasn’t full grown either, so her body easily tackled the dragon to the floor of the forest. Her arms wrapped around it’s neck as it struggled to buck her off. “I can not fail this time!” Araceli yelled at the dragon angrily. She was tired of losing and it was making her confidence in herself waiver. It just wasn’t fair. Why did she have to always loose.


With those negative thoughts in her head, the grip she had on her her own hands began to slip. “No..” She mumbled as the dragon gave one last ditch effort and rolled over onto it’s back, with her still clinging to it. Grass and twigs flew up from the ground as the two of them struggled with each other. The dragon gave a small growl as it bit down on the index and middle finger of Ara’s left hand. She let her grip fall loose from the dragon’s neck and she yelped out in pain.

She glared at the dragon as it took off running through the forest. Holding her hand up against her chest she stuck her lower lip out and pouted. Another dragon had gotten away from here. This just wasn’t any fun anymore.