He let out a low whistle as he looked down at the view before him. The plains seemed to go on endlessly until a forest came and ended it. His light blue eyes scanned the ground and it seemed no one had really been around here. He tapped his dragon; Christopher had known Luna since he was just a little boy. She saved him from being homeless and starving.
"Luna, how much farther?" Christopher asked his motherly like dragon.
"Not much farther little one." Luna responded as her purple eyes scanned the ground for the spot she told her rider about. He patted her white and gray hide; running his hand down one of her many spikes and spines.
He wondered what his best friend Marie was up to after they had been split up. He hoped that she didn't hate him after they got ambushed by hunters. He wanted her to come with but she ran off towards the dangerous forest and ocean. He headed off towards the plains where Luna knew there would be hardly any hunters and dragons. He just hoped that Marie was safe and that he would see her again. Losing his train of thought, he spotted the old house Luna talked about.
"Is that the house Luna? Do you want me to go get firewood?" He asked her.
"No, I will go get it. Usually I would have you get it but I will this time; I want to check out the area around the house." She said as she descended towards to house. He held onto her spines and hide as she descended so he didn't fall off . Being an experienced dragon rider he could ride Luna bareback without any problems.
"Okay, I will check out the house then." He replied as she landed. He detached the only thing that kept him on Luna which was attached to his foot; she was the one to insist he wore it in case. Grabbing his backpack and his sword that he had gotten when he was little off of her he headed into the house. The windows were dusty and some had cobwebs on them. Opening the door he found chairs and a couch around a fireplace. He walked over to them, careful to leave the door open in case he needed to have a quick escape. He tossed his bag onto a chair and grabbed out matches and a a dagger. Going to explore the rest of the house he found a small candle that he picked up.
Making his way through the house he found a small kitchen; he noted to check the cupboards when he was done looking at the house. He moved onto the end of the house which was a small bedroom with what looked to be a dresser that was just as dusty and possibly rotting. He lit the candles hanging in the room and noted that he would let Luna have the room since she had been flying for hours. Nothing dangerous was here and they should be able to stay here for awhile. He went to leave the bedroom; not before checking the drawers first. As a sort of expert thief he had itchy fingers, he couldn't help it. You get pretty good when you live on the streets.
He went back into the kitchen only to discover that the cupboards were empty, save from the old, moldy bread in one that Christopher discarded of. As he went back into the main room a middle aged woman walked into the door. Her hair snow white and her skin fair, her eyes glowed a bright purple. Though she was a skinny, small girl she carried a huge amount of fire wood. Luna set down half on the ground and threw the other half in the fireplace, a purple bean coming to her hand and shooting the wood, setting it ablaze. She laid down on the couch as Christopher pulled up a chair next to her.
"Luna, how come we even have to run? I mean what is the Queens reason for even placing that stupid law?" Christopher asked as his nose scrunched up and his freckles seemed to distort.
"Because Christopher, from what I've heard that the Queen lost a very important dragon, she apparently needs this dragon to make her rule stronger and more infinite. So she needs riders to go look for the dragon, hence why shes making them into hunters. And enslaving the dragons or killing them makes the search for the particular dragon easier." Luna said to him. He nodded but his face still showed confusion.
"Then why doesn't it just turn itself in then? We wouldn't have to run and you wouldn't get enslaved or killed and I wouldn't be forced to be a hunter. I don't like that dragon then if it wanted to do this to us." He said to Luna, she smiled sweetly at him and rustled his curly blonde hair.
"I am not mad that the dragon ran away. I believe that it had good intentions for leaving the Queen. I think that if the dragon would have stayed with the Queen then we would have to suffer a punishment much worse than what we have now. I just hope this dragon can come to save us sooner or later. So I wont be mad at it. Only be pitiful that it has to life like this."
"Oh, well if you put it that way then it seems just like us in a way. Were running from the hunter like shes running from the Queen." He said before letting out a yawn.
"Yes sort of like that Christopher. Now it is very late, you should be getting to bed. I'll be in the other room if you need me okay? Sweet dreams little one." She said before getting up, kissing him on the forehead and going into the bedroom.
"Good night Luna. You have good dreams too." He said to her. He fell down onto the couch and looked at the sky starting to turn morning. He laughed at the fact that it wasn't even night anymore before he passed out.