Snippet #1670698

Myst flinched at his touch, but it was comforting. She could trust this human, as long as he didn't have any sharp, pointy things with him. After he had dressed the wound, she wasn't sure how she could thank this human. Would could he possibly want? Food? She had none of that, which reminded her that she should hunt again soon. Perhaps he needed to go back to the town? After all, any sane person wouldn't venture into the forest alone. So she would take him back to wherever he came from as a thanks.

Lifting her head again, she looked down at Jason with large, icy blue eyes. Mystique then snatched him up in her mouth and took off, rising high above the ground. She wasn't sure how Jason was reacting, but as long as she didn't drop him, he should be fine. Once the two arrived above the town, she needed to consider where to drop him off. That was better said than done with the current war.

Circling out of throwing range, she finally decided to just leave him at the top of one of the pathetic walls. What would this wall do to keep dragons or people out? Descending quickly, she swooped above the wall, following its pattern before releasing her grasp on Jason and then flying up again. Thank you. she thought as she swooped low, looking at Jason one last time before soaring out over the forest.