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told her to extend her wings. Fienna did, and Dawra threw her toward the clearing. Fienna was at first scared, but Terra calmed her through their mental touch. Fienna glided over the clearing and landed gently near the wood’s edge. Fienna was amazed how natural it felt to fly. She belonged to the air, not the ground, and wanted nothing more than to fly on her own. Dawra and Fienna did practice her gliding for sun-risings until Dawra felt she was ready for the next step.
    The sun-rising came when Dawra again took Fienna into the air with her. As Dawra climbed into the sky, she worried about Fienna as all mothers did at the first flight. If Fienna panicked or was not strong enough, she would fall. It had happened in the past, and young dragons had died. Mother and daughter were finally a hundred man lengths above the clearing. Terra’s mind calmed Fienna’s excitement and helped her think of what she needed to do when her mother released her. Her mother signaled that she was going to let go. Then suddenly, Fienna was free. She was flapping her wings, and Terra was helping her. His thoughts were so warm and loving that whatever fear she had was gone. She could feel her wings supporting her body in the air. She slowly spiraled down to the clearing where Terra waited for her. Her joy was overwhelming.
    Over the next ten sun-risings, Dawra and Fienna repeated the exercise; each time going a little higher. It was time for Fienna to fly on her own. She wanted to launch herself into the air and had no fear. Her mother and Terra watched as she stood at the edge of the cliff. She reached into herself and launched. She was airborne and flying well.
    Then a sudden updraft knocked her off balance. She started to tumble through the air. Terra stood on the edge of the cliff watching; he closed his eyes and reached into Fienna’s mind.
    “Fienna, calm yourself. I am here; I will help. Spread your wings.”
    “I can’t.”
    “Yes, you can. Spread your wings.”
    His calm and loving presence gave her the strength to obey him. She regained her balance.
    “Flap your right wing.” She did.
    “Now start flapping your other wing.”
    “Yes, I am flying again. I’m all right.”
    “Yes, you’re fine now, fly back to me.”
    Fienna landed on the cliff next to Terra. Her mother, who had taken off to help her daughter, had veered away when she saw Fienna come out of the tumble. This was usually fatal for a new dragon, but she had regained control just before she would have hit the water. Dawra looked up at Terra and saw him standing perfectly still with his eyes closed. She knew he had saved her daughter again. What manner of creature was he? She still did not understand him but was grateful he was with them.
    That sunset as Fienna jumped around Lowlack telling him of her first flight. Terra was near his fire cooking some running beast.
    Dawra hopped over to him and asked, “You saved her again, didn’t you?”
    “I just helped her calm down and get control. She saved herself.”
    “What if she had not gotten control, how would you have saved her?”
    “I do not know. I, I, “ he stopped speaking.
    He did not know how to answer because he didn’t know if he could have saved her.
    “You have powers I don’t understand, and I think they are becoming greater as you grow. Will you always protect her?”
    “Of course, I will never let anything harm her, she is my,” Terra hesitated as though not sure how to describe his feelings.
    “Your what Terra? Your what?”
    “My, my Love.”
    Dawra walked away knowing that Fienna would always have a protector. He was a small protector, but one with power that was great.
    Fienna, over the next several moon turns, became an excellent flier.
    As with all dragons, she was happiest when flying. Terra stayed on the ground with his eyes closed as if he were flying with her. The great Tarmany that Terra had tamed had become his pet. When Terra lay in the field with his eyes closed, the Tarmany