(Sorry for the awful title, it was last minute...) A young woman was walking through a forest alone. Shadows danced upon the ground and trees scraped at the sky, their canopy blocking the light of day almost entirely. The woman walked with a casual gait, walk nearly silent from years of practice. The only evident weapon she had in this patch of wilderness was an ashwood recurve bow slung over one shoulder near her quiver of obsidian tipped arrows. A long black cape flowed behind her like a shadow and her pale face was partially concealed by her mane like black hair. There was a glint of silver from her ears, where multiple studs ran up them. She seemed calm, elegant even. Her motives were unknown, her journey questionable. The woman approached a sizable clearing in the deep woods where the sunlight seeped through and the trees allowed a space for unruly and parched grass to grow. She entered the clearing and stopped walking at once. All was silent. Birds chirped in the distance and wind made the foliage quiver. Then there was sound. The flapping of wings approaching the area. The tree tops began to sway as the wind above them was disrupted. The woman didn't seem alarmed and instead seemed to be patiently waiting. A shadowed figure appeared in the blue sky above. It had large, bat like wings and a snake like tail that ended in a neat plume of bird like feathers. The creature continued to descend and the flapping sound grew louder and louder until it stopped. A dark scaled dragon landed in the clearing neatly, wings folding upon its back. The creature had light blue eyes and white spikes ran down its neck and tail in a jagged fashion. The young woman could be identified as a Dark Elf. A subspecies of elves with a rather bad reputation thanks to their eery ability to speak telepathically and the tendency to drink the blood from forest creatures. They also had their villages situated in the dim light of forests and kept to themselves mostly. She spoke telepathically to the dragon, Took you long enough, you over sized lizard. The dragon practically rolled its eyes as it situated itself casually on its haunches. It didn't have to use much effort to respond now that the woman had tapped into its mind. I don't see you being able to fly, Zoe. It isn't that easy. The young woman, Zoe, casually reached a hand up. The dragon lowered its snout so the woman could stroke it. My dear, Storm, slugs could outpace you.Zoe replied sarcastically in the mind of the dragon, Storm. Storm snorted and pulled her head away lightly. Yah, right. You know I'm faster than most creatures. Zoe offered a small smile. I'd hate to stroke your ego, but I suppose you are rather swift in the sky. Now you should use that speed to get us to the school. We're going to be late if we don't get going. Storm seemed to agree with that and crouched down, unfurling her wings. Zoe climbed up deftly and situated herself on the creature's back. Then Storm stood up, wings stretching out some more. With a powerful flap, they rose a few feet up. Another sent them higher, and higher, and higher. Soon they were over the tree tops. Zoe leaned closer to Storm's neck and gripped the saddle that she sat on. As soon as Storm had a good idea of where they were to go, she took off forwards. Her legs tucked up to remove any surface area that would hinder their flight. Her tail stretched out and the feathers were flexed a bit to work like a rudder of a ship for balance. Storm's head was lowered a bit, and finally they were streaking across the sky. Zoe enjoyed the wind in her hair and her cape flew behind her. The duo sped onwards for a few minutes until they spotted a structure ahead. A large castle like structure was perched in a grassy field with a dense forest surrounding that field and a river running through. Near the big stony structure were other smaller structures that seemed to serve as barns or storage areas or even classrooms. There was also an enclosed dirt arena where two small figures below were sparring. Storm began to descend and some people pointed up at the sky to the new arrivals. The people down below stood near various creatures. Some had griffins, others hippogriffs, a few had dragons, and others had a few other creatures. Yes, this was the right place. Storm landed softly and crouched long enough for Zoe to slide off. She gave an amiable wave to the others that began to approach her.