Light slivers of the moonlight broke through the uneven vast stretch of foliage and trees, the rays licking at the dry forest floor. In the middle of a canopy of vines and oaks, a pair lay, nestled into the center of a flattened bush. The female, laying half on her side, turned to nose at the three bundles of auburn and ebony huddled together. 

"We can't stay here long, love." The male at her side spoke, his head picked up from the bundles of fur, his glowing gaze fixed on the surrounding forest. 

"They can't be moved, Lucifer, not yet." She spoke her pleading gaze fixing on him, the worry seem to radiate off her body. One of her pups cried out, it's vibrant mouth a gape toward her mother. 

"Pandora, love, they're coming." Lucifer spoke in a hushed tone, dropping his head to calm his spawn. The moonlight soon turned chilled when the vicious, thunderous snarl ripped through the almost peaceful atmosphere. Dropping her head in a quick motion, she managed the three tiny balls of fur into her jaws, lifting them from the earth as her glowing red and green optics turn to her beloved who was already guarding her back. "Run." 

Suddenly, the entire area grew dark, the atmosphere growing deathly silent. Lucifer's stomach dropped and his heart started to beat uncontrollably. Pandora found herself unable to move, the three bundles of fur wriggling in protest in her maw. They both stared at the darkness where the moon shone, realizing it wasn't a cloud that blocked their view of the orb in the sky. And before they could realize what it was, an ear-shattering roar followed by flames was emitted from the shape, turning the wolves to ashes as the fire slowly spread amongst the trees.
The wolves' fate: Fafnir.

Amber Blaze was running hard thru the trees, a huge black wolf at her side. It had been a long night and it wasn't over yet. Suddenly she stopped dead when they reached a part of the wood that was burned to a crisp. The wolf whined and amber said "hold on, Bane....I sense the life nearby....I might..." She knelt down and touched the ground, her eyes glowing brightly. Suddenly five shapes appeared and the wolves appeared but in shadow like forms, like ghosts. Amber looked up, seeing the young pups by their mother and the father looking around wildly. Amber said "it's alright my friends. Your living life may have ended but not for good...Bane?" The black wolf moved forward and moved infront of the wolves, sniffing them and quietly explaining to them what was happening. Amber stood and said "Get them set into the pack bane...I need to move ahead" the wolf nodded and amber took off running, sad that the blaze had killed the new family but was glad she could give them sort of a second chance.

A while later amber stopped, hearing labored breath and metal on metal. She pulled out her sword and waited. Just waited. Then after a few moments a huge mob or orcs burst thru the trees, right at amber. She jumped right into the fray, getting hit and dishing out. But in the numbers amber couldn't win alone.

A few of the orcs were still standing over a wounded amber, who was fighting to get back up. She was wounded in the shoulder and her side, but she fought to get back up as the leader Orc grabbed her by her neck and slammed her against a tree. "Your dead....ranger...." Amber coughed, her mind going dark. "Not...by your hand..."

Suddenly, a faraway screech broke through the foliage, and the small silhouette of a bird was seen circling the area in the moonlight... wait. That's not a bird.. it started to soar down straight towards the bundle of orcs.. it was the dragon.

Fafnir settled behind the crowd, taking a few trees down with him, and roared rather loudly at the attackers. He barely gave the orcs a chance to turn to face him and flames were emitted once again from the depths of his throat. He quickly lifted a large taloned arm and violently swiped the orcs away before noticing the damsel in distress. In fear, the leading orc had let her go and stared up at the dragon in shock, and Fafnir did not hesitate to grab him, though quickly disposed of him by throwing him far off.

Fafnir didn't seem to mind the few surviving orcs, who either ran away or writhed in pain on the ground. They would know that a dragon was no match for them, for now, and he would glare down at Amber, seemingly.. angry. "State your business, mortal," his voice rasped. He sensed that she was here for a reason, oddly. If not, she would most likely be injured by this dragon as well.

Amber coughed, her mind clearing as air came back into her lungs. She looked up at the great creature and fought to find her words. "I am Amber Blaze....ranger of the clan of Ruimin. I Have come here to find the darkness that has brought back the creatures of old to reek chaos on this land. These orcs are just one of the demons brought from the dark wood. I was sent to find the cause and stop it...." She tried to get up, but her wounds were gettin to her and she swayed on the point, fighting to keep her eyes open