"Don't start that Max, this is the way I'm supposed to go. What, do you want me to walk?"
The horse threw his head to the side and snorted again.
"Alright than, it's just up ahead any way. I'm sure this'll clear up once we get to the top."
She shivered and pulled her cloak around her tighter trying to cover her legs from the onslaught of snow and wind that howled through the mountain pass, she yelped as her horse lost his footing and screamed in protest as he began to slid back down the mountain. Mira jumped off the saddle and dug her boots into the mush of snow and ice, holding onto the reins tightly she almost cried in joy as her boot struck a rock. Planting her foot she held on with all the strength she had, the leather biting into her hands making them raw and sore. She sighed as the animal made his way back up, he nudged her with his nose.
"I'm alright buddy. Let's get up the rest of this mountain."
He snorted in agreement and followed her as she packed the snow with her boots in front of him to make sure he didn't slip again. Reaching the top she sighed as the sun beamed down on them, confused she stood in the rays as her horse made his way up the rest of the mountain. The small flat butte was warm, sunny, and alive with plant life, flowers, grass and trees grew in abundance. Mira was amazed and noticed that the small area was enclosed by the side of the mountain, a small enclave of sorts. The pull was no more as she looked around, it was a large area, beautiful and as she sat down on the dirt under a tree and watched her horse stretch his neck up to grab an apple from the tree and eat she she began to get another pull. But this one was different. It was split up into many different pulls, they were getting closer and from all directions. A voice echoing, almost as if the wind were speaking to her.
Looking around she frowned and stood back up and looked over the side of the mountain, blinking as she saw small dots of light across the land. Purple, the voice echoed again.
White, Black, Red, and Brown.
Light, Shadow, Fire, Earth. Dragoons
She shook her head and looked down as light began to glow from under her shirt, pulling the small stone her brother had given her out she blinked as it began to glow brighter with each passing moment, the lights on the ground getting closer. She looked at the stone in her hands again and almost dropped it as the voice seemed to echo from the stone in her palm
She looked over at her horse who was staring at the stone intently, snorting he walked forward and touched his nose against it and shook his head, meeting her gaze his eyes seemed to give her a non existent shrug as he walked back over to the apple tree only to scream in terror as the side of the mountain began to glow and shake. Mira whirled around drawing her sword swiftly and holding it out awaiting any danger. The rock fell away to show a large door way, seven circles of color painted on the door, along with seven dragons. Looking at it closely now she blinked.
"White, Purple, Black, Green, Brown, Blue, Red."
She ran her fingers along the carvings of the dragons, speaking aloud.
"Light, Shadow, Thunder, Wind, Earth, Water, Fire. Dragoons."
She shook her head as the voice howled on the wide again.
They are close. Your journey starts soon.
Running to the edge Mira could indeed see that the lights were beginning to ascend the mountain. She walked back to the door and smiled as her horse joined her and together the stood, waiting for the other lights to join them.
Alright! Everyone meet at the mountain, after that we get to the good stuff!
Edited by Knuckles' Girl, 19 April 2011 - 12:08 AM.