"We're going nowhere until those wounds are bandaged up," Mayumi said, taking out a few pew long strips of white linen. Soaking the strips in medical alcohol, she qrapped the strips around Goldenscale so that they covered the wounds and pulling them tight before tying them, "There, that should hold you tile we either get home or to your flower, whichever you want to get to."

Shaking her head, Mayumi picked Goldenscale up and slid her onto her back. Within a few minutes, she made it to the cave where the flower was hidden. Stepping in, she layed GOldenscale next to the flower before stepping back to watch the entrance.

"I was doing just fine..." she grunted quietly as she laid there. Since the alcohol was plant based, the flower had no effect on healing her. After a couple minutes the got up and began to limp back to the cave. "Let's just go home..." she said quietly.

"I'll work on a potion to fix the harm I've done," she said, slowly fallowing behind, "I'm sorry."

"I should have realized your wounds were too big and numerouse to use the alcohol. I should just stick to my potions. I just don't want to loose you, especially after loosing Frost," she said quietly, wiping a few tears away, "I just need to get home and lay down. From there I can morne in peace."

"I wear a flawed mask. I act strong when deep inside I'm falling apart. I try to act as though I've moved on, but from time to time the truth comes outwehter I want it to or not. I've lost an entire famly once, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if it happens again," she said, taking deep breaths to keep herself calm, "Sometimes I feel so alone in this world, being th only dragon of my kind here. I feel alone and isolated."

"I had fo watch the entire deaths of one of my families. No one trusted me to fight for them, so I was forced to sit and watch as the Cockatrice that called himself my father was out right killed with several others and I watched others get captured. I have brought nothing but death and pain to every place I go. I am nothing but a fabricated soul put into a created body with no particular goals or real morals to live by. I will only make myself and everyone else a target. I am alone and always will be..." she said with a sad anger. She then left. If she had to, she was going to walk the earth until she found a time where she will truly be needed for her actions. Here, she did what she could, never being asked to do anything except to do something that was expected of her. Her childish body made everyone think she was a useless child, up until the point when she showed her true power. She wasn't going to risk putting her family in danger anymore. A single tear made its way down her cheek as she walked.

"Goldenscale, please. I didn;t mean to upset you," she said, fallowing after Goldenscale. "Oh, why can't I just learn to shut up about the past," she asked herself, "It just bring pain to everyone."

"No, it's not you, but me that causes pain. You tried helping me earlier, and all I did was act like it was your fault for trying. I didn't help out my family years ago, and that caused pain I could have prevented. I have noticed a pattern, and I seem to do nothing but cause pain in the end. You, you help people and succeed, and you deserve to be loved for who you are. Though you are different, you fit in. Something I'll never know. I wasn't even meant to live this long...Vive le Dragons." she said, knowing the title excluded herself. She then continued to walk.

"I don't always succeed. I've had my fair share of failure. I' ve lost patients due to my own fault. Besides, if you weren't ment to live this long, why are you still here? If someone isn't meant to live any longer than they already have, nature does away with them," she said, slowly catching up with Goldenscale, "You didn't hurt me earlier. I hurt myself. I tried to help by wrqapping your wounds, and it only made the situation worse. Don't blame yourself for a mistake I made."

"You didn't make a mistake. Alcohol kills off any bacteria that could protentoally grown to i fect my wounds, and that is what would have happened had you not used alcohol. And by blaming myself, I can protect everyone else by learning." she said quietly as she fell to her behind. "But the truth os that I'll always be a fabricated soul... something not meant to roam the earth... That is truth..."

"If you were not meant to be, you would not be to begin with. Nature, no matter what planet, always keeps  what is meant to be and gets rid of what's not. Your soul was made by Moonlight. Since when was something made by nature a fabrication," she asked, stopping beside Goldenscale, "She made you for a reason. What that reason is, I don't know, butshe must hve plans for someone such as you We all make mistakes, be them big or small. You've helped more than your fair share of people, even if you lost a family. If that's not enough, you have Tieral, Alekai, and Ahnah who will care for you no matter what you choose to do with life."