Sol popped his head out of the deep undergrowth in the woods where he was. He actually had lost his way about a week ago. He had been heading for a human city but then was attacked by someone who he never saw after the first arrow. He had landed near the woods and wandered inside. Track forward a week and here he was. Right now he could see mountains in the distance so he spread his wings and took flight. If nothing else the mountains would give him a place to look over the land from. He flew faster than most of the younger dragons he had meet due to always being on the move. A few humans had once tried to force him to have a rider that didn't end well for them. When he got to the mountains he saw nothing odd about them and found a nice cave to rest in for a while. From the smell of it something or someone had gone by here not to long ago.