Artelor was deep within the woods of Gravity Falls, 'What was Pine Boy worrying about, this place is great!' she thought to herself, climbing a tree, eyes wandering to the Mystery Shack. 'Pine Boy sure is feisty' she watched as Dipper started arguing about why he should retrieve her, dodging around the actual reason. 'Pine Boy, i like that nickname, heh' she chuckled to herself. She slid down the tree, taking out a knife, one she made herself, carving a Pine Tree into the bark. "Pie" she stated, trying to figure the word out. "Pin" she shook her head, focusing on how Gideon said it earlier. "Pine" she smiled to herself, "Pine Boy" she repeated her self taught phrase over and over as she walked. 

"ARTELOR!" Dipper was running, he stopped on a tree to catch his breath. "phew...huh?" he stared at the mark carved into the tree, then started following her footprints. "And i thought my nickname was bad" he grumbled. "Pine Boy, Pine Boy, Pine Boy" Dipper looked up, he recognized the voice, but she couldnt speak English. She stopped, looking around, Dipper held his breath. She was mouthing words. "Gidee" she stated, 'What?' "Gidee on" she was trying to say 'Gideon', "Gideon" she smiled again, squealing. She took out her knife, carving something into the tree, "Gideon, Mabel, Pine Boy" she said the three names, Dipper finally got what she was doing. "Pine Boy, nein, Dipper" she smiled again, "Gideon, Mabel, Dipper" she smiled.

Dipper felt warm, knowing she made an effort to learn how to say his name. Suddenly, that feeling went away, as he saw a Wyvern sneaking up on the girl. She turned around upon hearing movement. "Was ist das!" she backed up, pointing her knife at the dragon. It lunged at her, she jumped, and climbed the tree. A few seconds later, Dipper heard a shriek, she fell, onto the Wyvern. "Hilfe! Hilfe!" she was yelling, crying. The creature threw her off it's back, she landed on the ground, unable to get up. 

"HEY YOU!" she looked up, Dipper. "PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE!" he threw a rock at the dragon. Dipper remembered something, he took out a flashlight from his vest, and shined it in the creatures eyes, blinding it. Dipper rushed over to the girl, "Can you stand?" "Nein" "Come on" he grabbed her hand, supporting her as they both ran. The dragon was on their tail, Dipper spotted a small cave. "There!" they launched themselves into the cave, the Wyvern to large to fit more that one of it's paws in. "SKKRAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!" it kicked the cave, making the entrance collapse. "Shit, that is bad" Artelor groaned, "Your leg, let me see it" Dipper shone the flashlight on it, it was dark purple in one area, "Broken" he took out a roll of gauze from his vest, "Here, this should help" he rolled it around her leg, "Bro ken?" she looked at him, "You cant move it, but it will heal" she nodded, "Broken" Dipper sat next to her, sighing. "Dipper?" "Hm?" "Dipper broken?" Dipper looked at her, "No, just tired" she nodded, yawning. 

"So, is your real name Artelor? or is it a nickname, like Dipper?" "Nein" "No?" she nodded. "My name ist Heather" Dipper looked at her, she knew some English, good. "Heather?" "Ja" "Cool, i like it" she smiled, looking around, and pointed to a bed of grass, a hole above it, but to small for either of them. "Sleep?" "Oh, your tired too, huh?" "Ja, Dipper sleep" "Me?" "Ja" she leaned over, laying on the ground, "Ok, uh, sleep well?" "Sleep well" Dipper nodded, laying on the grass. 'She really is kind, but she doesnt act like it around others, i wonder why?' Dipper thought as he dozed off.