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Fire narrowed her eyes, searching the skies, bow drawn. The sharp tip of her arrow pointed towards the treetops above her. Her horse, which she called Twilight, was distressed, trotting around a little and neighing occasionally. Twilight doesn't get distressed easily, so this made Fire worry. Taking one last sweeping look at the skies, Fire lowered her bow, but still kept it drawn. The rest of her guard (a group of four men and one woman on horseback) did the same, lowering their weapons but still keeping them at the ready.

"You should get your horse checked," one of the men grumbled. But just as he said that, her horse reared up on two legs, pawing at the air, letting out a loud neigh. The sky darkened and everyone looked up. Monster raptors, huge swarms of them covered the sky, almost like a dark cloud descending upon them. "Lady Fire, your hair!" The female guard said, and all guards turned to her looking with scrutiny in their eyes. Scrambling to see what the problem was, she discovered her grey scarf had fallen out of her hair, leaving her bright red hair to blow in the wind, almost as if her head was on fire. Trying to cover it as best as she could, she guided Twilight to the path back to the house. "It's a raptor swarm!" Fire yelled, her voice as sweet as honey even in a time of panic.

"Unless you can divert the attention of all of their minds away from you, you had best get back to the house, Lady Fire," The guard next to her said. Nodding in agreement, she urged her horse to run back to the house. Looking back up to the skies, she could see some of the raptors swooping low, curious as to who they were.

Her father, as evil as he was, had taught her at a young age how to use her mental powers. Maybe it was because of his teachings, and who he was, that she feared to use her mental powers. But the one useful thing he had taught her was how to hide her mind from all other monsters. Using that to her advantage now, none of the raptors seemed interested in her.

Fire had just made it back into the clearing where the houses stood, when suddenly something sharp tore into her back, making her cloak fly from her back, and her grey scarf... where was her grey scarf? Fire realized it must have flown off on the run back to the houses. Pulling her bow up, she quickly fire off three shots blindly, only two hitting their marks. Ten or twelve raptors had descended down toward her, and more seemed to be interested in the commotion. Screaming as another raptor dug into her shoulder, she fell from her horse.

However, someone had caught her. Ferris, her best friend and closest guard, she suspected. Looking up, she saw that yes, it was Ferris, and almost everyone else in the clearing was viciously shooting arrows at the raptor monsters. "Ferris, take Twilight back to the stables. I need to get inside!" She said, squirming out of Ferris's arms and giving the reins to him. Stumbling and then getting up and running, she made it to her house and frantically shut the door, wincing as pain shot up her shoulder.

"Lady Fire, let me help you. Your shoulder is in terrible shape. Go sit down while I get a medical kit," One of her maids said. She wasn't really a made, more like her closest advisor. She helped her with anything and everything. Wether it was picking out her clothes, tying her hair in her scarf, cleaning her room, or things such as this, She was always there. "Thank you Elsie, I've had a long day."

"Well you'll have an even busier day tomorrow, Lady Fire. The Captain of the guard is coming to visit."