Silver felt herself relax amongst the hay filled shed, shifting to get comfortable in the hurriedly made nest. Her tired wings were sprawled out by her side. She didn't have the energy to fold them up. Her usually mirror like shell was dimmer then usual and her tail had a similar appearance to a dead snake.

She was glad that the farmers had allowed her to stay the night with them. She wasn't sure where she would have slept otherwise. It did cross her mind that they could have been in league with the humans that had attacked her but she was too tired to care. Even if they did find her she wouldn't be able to do much, so she opted to rest for the night and regain her energy.

The farmer's wife had been extremely amusing. She had screamed at the sight of the dragon and hid behind her husband. When they both assured her that Silver meant no harm she slowly walked up to her. In the end they had had a rather fruitful conversation with each other, and she had insisted that Silver rest until she was ready to move on again. The dragon was more then happy to oblige.

As her eyes were about to close the sound of footsteps forced her to lift her head. She blinked once as the farmer came into view holding another smaller human by the hand. The other human was male, she thought, and had blond hair in comparison to the other human's brown hair. He had a sense of innocence about him, and his wide-eyed staring at the dragon if front of him proved her point.

"Wow," the small human spoke with a voice far lighter then any human male she had met thus far.

She looked up at the farmer in question, "Who's this?"

"This is my son," he replied, "Greg."

She nodded in understanding. The human was just a boy, a hatchling much like herself. She smiled lightly at Greg, her head still drooping to the floor. The boy was staring at her in a mixture of fear and awe. It was as if he didn't know how to react to such an exotic creature.

"I don't want to sound rude," said Silver, "But I'm very tired. You can stay here, but I'm going to fall asleep."

The farmer nodded, "Of course. My son just wanted to see the dragon."

He carefully grabbed Greg's hand and lead him back to the house. Silver watched them go before laying her head down on the straw and closing her eyes. Sleep came quickly for her, and soon she was completely lost in the dream world, her body being able to relax.

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She woke up quite a while later. The night sky was dark but there was a hint of sun on the horizon. She nearly startled in surprise when she realised where she was and what she was sleeping on. A growl escaped her as she pried away a loose bit of straw that had gotten stuck in between her scales.

Letting out a large yawn she got to her feet and spread her wings, feeling the stiff muscles joins crack and creak as the metal got used to movement again. She groaned and shook herself, looking out into the sky again. She must have been exhausted to sleep the whole previous day and all through the night. Then again, she had never flown for so long at such speeds. At a whim she looked into the sky to see if the planes that had been chasing her were still not there, and they weren't. She let loose a small sigh, releasing all her stress in a single breath. She had managed to escape.

She let herself give a smile, looking around the farmyard in interest. It was a very different area then what she was used to. There were no mountains in the near vicinity, leaving a flat land with only the occasional clump of trees to break the view. The grass around her was green, and there was the scent of animal waste in the air.

Around the shed was a large dirt patch with a large machine to one side. A caged off area was present in front of her with strange red birds that were walking around the area, pecking and digging up the ground. A row of metal fences stretched out to her right in a round yard. A number of different tools were hanging all around her, the only one she recognised being a hammer. In her mind it was a strange set up, and she wondered how anyone could live in such a flat area.

"You're awake," said a familiar voice.

She turned to see the farmer walking towards her with a strange tool in one hand.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked, seeming much more at ease now with the dragoness.

She nodded, "Yes."

She stretched out her wings and took a couple of flaps. They were still stiff and she wouldn't be able to fly as well as she usually could, but they would still hold her.

"So are you planning on leaving?" he asked.

"I guess so," was her reply, thinking.

"Where do you plan on going?" he asked.

Silver hesitated. She hadn't thought about that question before. All she had wanted to do was to get away from the planes that had been chasing her. Now that she thought about it, she didn't even know where she was. For all she knew she was on the other side of the world. She had flown long and hard enough to do so.

"I... I don't know. In fact, I don't even know where I am right now," she said, looking at the farmer.

"Oh that's easy. You're in Australia," he said.

Silver blinked. There had been a few times when she had looked over maps of the world. She knew she lived in a valley somewhere in America, though where that valley was in America she didn't know, but the other names of different countries had confused her somewhat. She remembered hearing about Australia, but didn't know where it was.

"Where is that?" she asked, a little embarrassed.

"Come with me. I'll get you a map," he said, "Do you know how to read one?"

"More or less," she said, following the farmer to his house.

It was bigger then Liam's house was with a tile roof and brick walls. Silver had never seen a normal human house before and was slightly fascinated by its making. There was a chimney up the top, but there was no smoke. The windows were covered with glass and there was a strange mesh door in front of another door into the house. Why they needed two doors Silver didn't know.

The farmer entered the house while Silver stayed outside. She would have liked to have a look at the interior of the household she didn't think that she would fit, or be welcome in the house. So instead she sat on the front lawn, trying her best not to create to big a footprint on the grass.

The farmer came out a bit later with a large piece of paper. He set it down in front of the silver dragoness. She instantly recognised it as a map of the world. All the countries were set in different colours and she couldn't help but spot out America quickly. It was the only country she knew.

"Where's Australia?" she asked.

"Here," he said, pointing to a large country to the bottom right hand corner of the map. Her eyes widened. She had flown halfway across the world.

"Where do you come from?" asked the farmer.

"Somewhere in America," she said, still gazing at the map.

She looked back over her trip and realised that she had probably passed over Africa as well, and lost the planes over the Indian Ocean, before ending up on the west coast of Australia. It amazed her how only a few days ago she was wishing to leave the valley and now she was on the other side of the world. A low sigh escaped her as she thought back to the valley. She wondered whether her father had escaped, and her brothers and mother. She hoped they had, though she had no idea where they would have gone.

"So... where do you think you'll go?" the farmer asked.

Silver stared at the map, "I... I don't know. I might find a... cave somewhere or look for anyone that escaped, or something."

The farmer frowned before asking a question that somewhat surprised her, "How old are you?"

"Six," she replied.

"In equivalent to human years," he said.

She thought for a moment. Liam had said something about for the first ten years of a dragon's life you would double the age and that would be how old they were in human years. When they turned eleven however it sought of turned upside down.

"Twelve, I think," she said, looking at him.

"So your still only a child," said the farmer seeming surprised.

"I... I guess so. I hadn't left the nest yet," she said.

"What happened?" he asked.

"We were attacked, and I was forced to flee and was chased. That was how I ended up here," it was all she said, not wanting to give her whole life story to a human she barely knew.

The farmer nodded, seeming to be considering something, "Forgive me for not finding this out sooner, but do you have a name?"

"Silver," she replied, "What's yours?

"Darren," said the human, before falling silent again.

She knew he was thinking. Human expressions were surprisingly easy to read, but she didn't want to disturb him. Instead she looked down at the map, looking over the other continents. She knew how to read a little, but it was not something she was good at.

"Silver," said Darren, catching her attention again, "Because you don't have anywhere to go would you like to stay here for a while, just until you find your way."

Silver was a little surprised at the farmer's words, and hesitated.

"Of course we won't be able to supply everything for you. You'll need to do your own hunting, maybe catch some of the kangaroos that have been pestering the neighbourhood, and clean up your own waste, but you can sleep in the shed and as payment you can help me work on my farm. It would be useful to have a creature such as yourself help round up the cattle when I need it."

She considered his proposal. It made sense, and would keep her busy while she figured out what to do next. It would also give her time to start to refine her skills. If the dragon hunters found her again she wanted to be more ready then she was at that moment. She could fly faster then one of their planes but in a fight she was hopeless against one, and then there was that strange gun that the scarred human had used. She would need to find a way around that.

"Okay," she said at the farmer, "But can you try to keep me a secret as much as possible. I don't want to risk the humans that attacked me to find me again. If we do meet again it will be under my terms."

Darren nodded and smiled. He wasn't worried too much about the dangerous humans she had spoken off. It would be hard to get a force like that into Australia without them noticing. In the end he hoped the dragon would be more of a help then a hindrance, and she seemed willing enough.

"Anything else?" he asked her.

"Oh yeah," Silver smiled a little sheepishly, "What's a kangaroo?"

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Hey guys! New Chapter! I hope you enjoyed. It's a bit of a filler then anything else but I promise to get out another chapter as quickly as possible. Anyway, please leave a vote and a comment if you are still reading, it would be really appreciated. See Ya!

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