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Shivae! [[A toothy looking Riva bends toward the wide eyed chicks]] / Triv: Vas! Riva! Into the bushes! / Riva: What is it?! What is it?! / Triv: Big wing! Might be hungry!
Shivae! [[Raba continues to howl]] / <> / [[Triv covers his ears while Vas and Riva hide under him]] / Riva: Eeee. / Vas: Loud!
Shivae! [[A large golden dragon-like whip flies over a herd of fleeing Calibari]] / [[A close-up of its face as it looks down with a determined expression]]
Shivae! [[The whip arches back with a surprised look as a spray of red comes from its chest]] / <> / Whip: Awk! / [[The lifeless whip plummets down]] / [[Raba looks onward with a distraught expession as the three tiny shivae look up at her]] / Raba: ... that was the same sound that took mother...
Shivae! [[A view of smoke over the treetops]] / <>
 
Shivae! [[The three shivae look upwards]] / Triv: It was good to speak with you, Raba. ...My chicks and I should seek shelter,... / [[Raba looks towards the distance]] / Raba: Yes,... I understand. We must continue on our way as well. Good footing to you. / [[The three shivae have turned and begin to walk...
Shivae! [[A hazy view through the trees]] / Vas (Thinking): If it frightens father,...we know better than to stray. Newcomers. We have been trying to avoid them,... but there seem to be so many of them! / [[Triv turns towards his chicks with a hazy forest background]] / Triv: It's time to go higher into the...
Shivae! [[The three shivae huddle in a hollow under a tree while it rains]] / Somebody (thinking): It's cold,... and rocky,... I miss the sweet grass in our old den. / [[A bolt of lightening takes over the sky]] / [[The three huddle close]] / Triv: We will wait out the storm here, then travel.
Shivae! [[A wide eyed Vas puts his head on his hands]] / Vas (thinking): Father is still afraid. / [[Lightening crackles among the trees]] / <> / [[Lightening hits a tree and sets it on fire]] / <>
Shivae! [[An assortment of animals stampede away as smoke starts bilowing through the trees]]
 
Shivae! [[Triv is coughing]] / Triv: (cough-cough) / [[A close-up of Triv with a tooty snarl]] / Triv: Riva... Vas! Get up! We must move! / [[The three start running through the smoky woods]] / Vas: Father! Where are we going?! There are red teeth everywhere!! / Triv: Vas! Quiet and follow!
Shivae! [[Triv has his eyes closed and a wide mouthed grimace in the smoke]] / Triv: Vas!! Riva!!! Keep with me!! Keep close!! Run!! / [[Vas stumbles]] / Vas: Father!
Shivae! [[Vas is calling out in a smoky background]] / Vas: Father!! Can't breathe,... / [[Vas is beneath a haze of smoke]] / Vas: Or see!! / [[Vas is calling out as other animals race past]] / Vas: Father!!! Where are you!!
Shivae! [[Vas looks up into the smoky air]] / Vas: ...Maybe the air will be better up high! Maybe I can see father!! / [[Vas starts flying]] / Vas: I just have to fly!!
Shivae! [[Vas is covering his eyes as he flies while the fire burns beneath him]] / Vas: My eyes Sting! I can't see where I'm going!! / {{Just a breath,... then I can move on}} / [[Vas crashes into the fork of a tree]] / <> / [[Vas holds onto the tree as the fire burns below]] / Vas: (Gasp - Gasp!)...
 
Shivae! Vas: But where asm I going to go? I can't see anything past the golden air. Father? Riva? Where are you at? Where did you go? I have to find them. / [[Vas sits in the fork of the tree and looks outward]] / Vas: I don't want to be alone... / [[A very small Vas sits in a large tree among other...
Shivae! {{Chapter 4 - Lost}} / {{Morning}} / [[Vas looks down from the tree at the smoky ruins of trees around him]] / Vas: ... / [[A closeup of a wide-eyed Vas]] / Vas: Urf,... I fell asleep? / [[Vas bends down from the fork in the tree]] / Vas: ...I should look for father and Riva. / [[A scene of smoky ground...
Shivae! [[Vas walks along the ground in a still green area, though still hazy with smoke, and looks to the sky]] / Vas: Wasn't good to fall asleep in a tree. My wings are too stiff to fly. I can't smell anything but Black Death. How am I going to find father and Riva?
Shivae! [[Vas raises his head and yells]] / Vas: Daaaaaaadd!! / [[Sound of him still yelling]] / Vas: Where are you? / [[Three scythetails look up from the kill they were feeding on and grin]]
Shivae! [[The three scythetails go running purposefully through the woods]]
 
Shivae! [[Vas looks up smiling at a bush covered with large peach-colored fruits with a violet top]] / [[Vas begins eating a fruit on the bush]]
Shivae! [[The three scythetails look through a patch of tall grass across the field towards Vas near the bushes]]
Shivae! [[Vas finishes one fruit, his muzzle covered with peach-colored juice]] / [[Vas begins eating another fruit]]
Black Rose: Every Rose Has A Fang [[outside, three homes sit in winter snow with two bare trees before a mountain range, evening(?).]] / Narrator: Moonstone Veil / [[inside, a man at a table compliments a girl carrying food.]] / man, father: Dinner smells good, Sinae. You've done a wonderful job with what little we have. / Sinae, girl:...
Shivae! [[Several miniwhips look down from a tree at the scythetails passage]] / [[One miniwhip flies down and breathes fire at the blue scythetail, the scythetail waves a forelimb at it]] / Blue Scythetail: Grah! Go away, pesssst!
 
Shivae! [[Vas looks back with an alarmed expression]] / Vas: Scythetails! / [[A purple scythetail charges through the bushes, coming very near to Vas]] / [[The purple scythetail's tail blade curls for the attack]] / [[A spurt of blood and several broken Vas-colored feathers fly through the air]]
Shivae! [[A panicked Vas takes flight, his right hindleg bleeding]] / Vas: Close! Too close!! Where do I go?! / [[The three scythetails run after him, looking upwards]] / [[Vas lands on a tree and worriedly looks down]] / Vas: I can't fly too high! Dad always said it was best not to go above the treetops...
Shivae! [[Vas looks down at the scythetails gathering around the base of the tree]] / Vas (thinking): I can't outrun them... / Vas (thinking): They can climb trees this thick... / [[Vas takes flight]] / Vas (thinking): Right now the air is safer!! / [[The scythetails look up at him with mixed expressions]]
Shivae! [[Vas flies up through the treetops]] / [[Vas starts flying over the trees towards the distant mountains]] / [[Vas looks back worriedly as a dark shadow falls over him]] / Vas: Oh... no...
Shivae! [[A small Vas looks at a large golden leathery wing nearby]] / Vas (thinking): What is that?! / [[Vas still looking up worriedly dives towrda the treetops]] / Vas (thinking): Please, don't see me! Don't see me!
 

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