Dawn went and leaned against the smooth rock on the opposite side. Her hair was sticking to her neck and forehead and she was sweating profusely. Daryn ran to her and wrapped his arms around her. The prophecy was definitely something related to his wife.
"Shushhh…" he tried to pacify her. "Shushhh…" He could feel her anxiety and it made his wolf miserable.
When Dawn settled a little, she rasped, "I want to get out of here."
"Yes." He held her hand and guided her out of the ravine. Quetz was perched atop the hill, waiting for his rider while Izar was wandering around under his watchful eyes. The horse was scared of the dragon and maintained distance from him. At the same time, the dragon didn't encourage Izar to come near him.