Fudge headed for the dove dragon territory exit. He was determined to figure out the truth behind this scroll.

Fudge was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't see Clawtooth standing in his path. But, before Fudge had a chance to see Clawtooth, he ran into him. Fudge then looked up at Clawtooth in surprise.

Clawtooth snarled down at him aggressively "Look who it is! The weakest of all Dove Dragons to ever exist! Oh... And would you look at that! Nobody's around to protect him..." He laughed.
Fudge's ear twitched, insulted "I-I'm not weak!" Fudge managed to exclame. He noticed a flash of interest in Clawtooth's eyes as he looked to the scroll at Fudge's side.

"And what's this? Is it a sob, about... You know... YOUR FAMILY'S DEATH!?" Clawtooth snarled in Fudge's face.

Fudge's eyes began to water "N-no!!!" He croaked before running past Clawtooth, then through the exit of the territory.

Fudge stopped once he was far away from Dove Dragon territory, before letting himself go limp. He just layed there, in a pile of leaves, tears streaming down his face, lots of them, which made the feathers on his face wet. Clawtooth had never, EVER, said anything like that before... So why did he???

Fudge thought  about this silently, tears still streaming. His feathers ruffled in the wind. Fudge then remembered why he was leaving in the first place.

He began to stand up, but before he was able to, he heard the sound a stick crack. Fudge glanced around slowly. He tried to stand, but he was frozen in fear. What was he supposed to if that sound had meant danger???

Fudge could hear his heart beating in his ears, echoing loudly. His feathers stood on end as he was shuddering in fear.

Fudge slowly gulped. He didn't want to die. Maybe Clawtooth was right... Maybe he was the weakest Dove Dragon to ever exist... But he couldn't help that... Could he?

Fudge's breathing became heavy, and shaky.

He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, his body went tense as he lay there, frozen in fear, like a doe to a light. Tears were still streaming down his face.

He was stuck, awaiting death, maybe even worse. Fudge sniffed, wanting whatever to happen to just be over with. Fudge tried to stand up again, but failed once again.

Fudge tried again, achieving this time. He sighed in relief. Then, felt something power hit his side.

Everything went black, he felt his body collapse unconsciously.