Weiss Schnee was going to die. Not the best sentence to start off a story with, but here we are. Weiss Schnee was going to die, or at least she thought she was. Anyone with a leg trapped under a log, being stared down by a silver eyed red dragon would think so, right?

"I'll be alright, I promise.." Weiss spoke softly to her butler, the one who had basically raised her in her parents steed.

"My lady, please know, that if you EVER return, I will be here. You'll always have this old man on your side." Her butler, Klein said.

Weiss was touched by his kind words. "Thank you Klein.." She carefully slid down the rope on the side of the tower that was her bedroom, landing without a sound. The rope was pulled back up, and it was like she had never left. Weiss looked at the sky, the clouds covering any stars she could have used to navigate. But that in itself, was a blessing. If there was no moon out, then there would be even less of a chance that anyone would see a small shadow slip out of the kingdom..

"I cant BELIEVE I'm finally doing this." Weiss huffed, holding her pack close and her sword closer. Today was her 18th birthday. In other words, today was the day that her father could finally legally marry her off to some snobbish rich prince. And Weiss was having non of that. It felt good, running like this. Under the cover of the night, Weiss was able to slip out of the castle with ease, now dashing through the village to get past the main wall. She spied a palm sized rock as she ran, and instinctively picked it up. She cursed herself for doing such a thing, this rock would only add more weight!

At the city's edge, by the massive castle walls, she stopped. It was well past midnight, around 2 or 3 she assumed. And yet, the gates were being opened? Some late night merchant was being let through. Weiss stared at the rock in her hand. This was perfect. She tossed the rock at the wall towards the right, and dashed by the guards and merchants on their left. No one saw her, and no one noticed. She was giddy with excitement. She'd just avoided the hardest part of her plan, making it over the wall!

Now a choice faced her, run through the plains, or the forest on the opposite side? Despite being capable of running through the plains now, because of the cloudy night, Weiss stuck with her original plan. To the forest she went.

The forest was quiet. Almost to quiet? Weiss was sure that there would be some form of animal skittering about at night in the forest, but, all was still. It was quite, unsettling... Even in the castle, it had never been to quiet. Weiss could hear the guards patrol and the maids and butlers cleaning. But this forest was so forgin. Maybe, it was supposed to be like this? No, that couldn't be right, Weiss knew very well that half the animals around this stupid kingdom were nocturnal! So, what would cause them to all be so quiet? Surly, it couldn't be her presence? Weiss wasn't sure.

And so she continued on, trekking through the dark woods, determined to reach her goal. What that goal was, in fact, wasn't much to go on. Reach the next town. Run as far as possible. Never look back. Weiss felt a twinge of sadness in her heart at the thought if never seeing her sister Winter again.. And her dear friend, Clyde. But truthfully, those two people were the only ones she was going to miss. She pushed any thought of the rest of her family from our of her mind.

The animals had started up again. Sounds of crickets chirping, late night birds flitting about, and little rodents scurrying underfoot blessed Weiss's ears with peace. Anything was better then silence. Anything at all. And then, all at once, they stopped again. Silence. Weiss was certain it wasn't her fault this time, no, whatever had scared the forest's residents was something else. Something large enough to silence them, but quiet enough to go unnoticed by Weiss herself. Surely, it couldn't be a.. No! No that was ridiculous! Weiss laughed nervously to herself. Just the thought of a dragon being in such a place was ludicrous! No, such a being would not be in this forest.

Yet all the same, Weiss found herself drawing her sword and keeping it ready to strike as she walked.

Weiss heard a snort. A loud snort, from a bear? Wolf? Some large creature surely? Weiss saw two gleaming yellow eyes watching her from the bushes. A jet black wolf stepped out, advancing towards her. She almost breathed a sigh of relief. She really had been expecting a dragon, hadn't she? But no, it was just a shadow wolf Weiss could take this. Maybe get a cool coat out of it too, if she could skin it right. Hah. If shadow wolf fur could even be usable, that is.

Before she could even make a strike in is general direction, a dark red mass darted out of the sky and pounced onto the wolf. Only then did Weiss notice the dark liquid trail the wolf had been leaving behind as it approached her.

Blood.

The clouds parted, letting Weiss she just what had attacked the wolf in her steed. Gleaming silver eyes stared her down, as the moonlight washed over the figure of a huge, red dragon. It looked as if it were melting, the blood from the shadow wolf dripping off its snout merging perfectly with its scales in the dark. All Weiss could think to do, was run. Run. Run fast, never look back. Her blood was boiling with adrenalin, her heart beating so hard she was sure it could be heard for miles around. The sound of the bones in the wolf breaking as the dragon ripped it in half and ate a chunk of it playing on an infinite loop in her ears chilled Weiss to the bone. That could be her, in a few moments.

In her panicked state, she was less then coordinated. Her steps were erratic, having no desire to go anywhere but farther from the dragon. Weiss was a good sword fighter. She could take down a wolf, maybe bear. But not a dragon. Not a dragon. The last thing she remembered was running, and feeling a sharp pain in her foot. As she tumbled over the edge of a cliff, she looked at the sky, seeing the dragon silently flying above her, watching. As if her desperate attempt to get away meant nothing at all.

Weiss's head hurt. The left side, especially. She opened her eyes, and gathered her bearings. ...It was daylight. The sun wasn't fully up yet. Or, was it hadn't fully set? Weiss couldn't tell if it late morning or afternoon. She tried to move her feet, and discovered her foot was caught under a log. It wasn't broken, she could move it freely. It was just, stuck. Would the only way out be to cut off her foot? Weiss couldn't survive out here like that! As she muddled over her foot related troubles, something moved in the corner of her eye. She turned quickly, starring again into the silver eyes of the blood red dragon.

She couldn't move. Not only was her leg still trapped, but she'd frozen up mentally to. A dragon. A real, living dragon, right in front of her. When was the last time she'd heard of a story where the hero and the dragon both survived at the end? Never. There was no such story. And with her rapier sword flung about 12 feet away behind the dragon, Weiss was very, very afraid.

The dragon tilted its head. It didn't seem hungry at the moment, but that could change in an instant. Dragons were vicious, horrid creatures that attacked villages, and stole livestock just for fun. At any moment now it would pounce. The dragon scooted closer to Weiss, poking her with its nose. Weiss just about fainted. "B.. Back off..!" Weiss managed to squeal out what she assumed would be her last words. The dragon raise its head, and scooted back a foot or so.

...what?

Weiss shook her head. No, no way. Dragons were intelligent, but not smart enough to understand human language. It, was just playing with her. Playing with her, before it ate her...wait, if it were playing..

Weiss watched the dragon. It nibbled its front leg, glancing at Weiss from time to time, snuffling at her as if to ask her to stand up and play. Play! This, must've been a young dragon! If it were, then, maybe there was a chance of getting out of this alive!

...yeah, and fish can fly. Weiss was prepared for death now. She just had to wait here until the dragon got hungry. It wouldn't be long now, that wolf it'd eaten last night wouldn't sate it for long. "Well go on." She said. The dragon blinked. "Eat me!" The dragon snorted softly, and rolled onto its back. It seemed entranced by Weiss. It approached her cautiously, reaching out its head. Weiss closed her eyes tightly, preparing for her head to be bitten off. But, the dragon only grabbed her hood. It pulled at it, stealing her cloak. "Wh– hey! Give that back!" She yelled. The dragon jumped at the rise in volume. It set the cloak down, a few feet away from her. Juuuuust out of reach.

"I can't reach it there." Weiss huffed. The dragon tilted its head again. Weiss picked up a branch next to her, and threw it at the dragon, hoping to anger it enough to give her a swift death instead of continually taunting her. It picked up the stick in its mouth, and dropped it next to her. ...This was, odd. Weren't dragons supposed to be like,,, evil incarnate? Or something? This was just a giant lizard puppy!

Weiss had been raised to fear dragons, like any child in the kingdom. But seeing this, playfully curious thing, munching on her cloak, made almost all her fears wash away. How could something like that be dangerous? Ho– ah. There was, last night. It took out that wolf in one go.

"I might as well give a name to the thing that's gonna eat me.." Weiss mused. She had, completely given up. Might as well name it. "How about Red." She said, boredly. The dragon stomped its foot loudly, startling Weiss. "...Not, red? Uh, how about maroon?" The dragon glared. "Scarlet? Vermilion? Ruby? Amber–"

The dragon made a happy screeching sound. Weiss repeated the name she thought it liked. "Amber? Thats your na–" The dragon made a very angry screeching sound. "Oh! Ok! Not amber! ...Ruby?"

Happy dragon noises ensued. Weiss put a hand to her face. "I'm being held captive by a log, and a dragon named Ruby. How wonderful." Weiss lamented her woes. Ruby, the dragon, tuned and left. Weiss was left with her mouth open in shock. "That's it?! You Won't even eat me?! I have to wait here and starve to death, or let something else come and find me?! Well good riddance! Who needs you!" Weiss was having a hard time admitting that she was starting to miss the dragons company. Much like one would miss a large dog you'd seen on the road after you return home. Screw it.

It was nightfall now. Weiss had been stuck there all day, and was incredibly thirsty. "I'll die of dehydration before starvation, it seems.." Just as Weiss was starting to fall asleep, a loud thump woke her. Ruby had returned. With, a mouth full of slobbery fruits. She dumped them in front of Weiss, and watched her expectantly. Weiss gingerly picked up one of the dragon spit covered fruits. "...oh! How, uh, wonderfull..!" Weiss could feel herself gagging just looking at the large amount of dragon spit.

She held her breath and took a bite. The actual fruit was fine. Pretty juicy, something Weiss desperately needed. But still.. The slimy goopy texture on the outside was just so... uhg.. "Oh God how long was this in your MOUTH?" Weiss choked a little. She ate the fruit nonetheless. It was her only source of food after all. It was night. And growing colder. Weiss had choked down the fruits, and shivered slightly at a small gust of wind. She looked at Ruby. "Can I have my cloak back..? Its cold."

Ruby came right up to her, laying down by Weiss's side. She curled around her, and rested her head on her lap. Weiss, who was still having a hard time believing that a dragon her just brought her fruit to eat, was completely mentally beaten by the fact that said dragon was now acting as a blanket for her. Ruby fell asleep instantly. Weiss thought for a moment. Could she kill a dragon with her bare hands? No... and best not to anger it either, since it obviously wanted her alive. I mean, it gave her fruit for gods sake! ...Ruby was surprisingly warm. And soon enough, Weiss dozed off as well.

Morning now. It was cold. Ah, so Ruby had left during the night? To be expected. Weiss supposed she was grateful that the dragon had just, left, instead of eating her. Now she could die in peace, freezing and starving, so very alone. Her lap was still warm...

Wait.

Warm? Weiss opened her eyes, and in her lap she saw a girl. A naked girl was resting her head in her lap. Said girl also had splotches of blood smeared about her. Weiss noticed that Ruby had dragged her cloak within reaching distance, so she immediately used it to cover the girl so she wouldn't catch a cold. "Hey! wh, who are you? Are you ok! Wake up!" Weiss franticly pushed the girl, getting a sleepy grumble in response.

The girl sat up, cloak draped lazily across her shoulders. Her hair was awful, scraggly and bloodstained, just like the rest of her. The girl opened her eyes, and stared at Weiss. The same unique silver gleam from the dragons eyes, shone in that girls gaze. She opened her mouth and spoke softly. "Hello friennn..d?" Her eyes widened, and she looked at her hands. "Oh! I did it! I did it!" She stood up, and immediately fell over. "Hah! I knew I could do it!" She kicked her limbs wildly, smiling like there was no wrong in the world.

"What? Did what? Where did you come from? Are you hurt!?" Weiss was having trouble adjusting to this situation. Where the hell had this girl come from?

The girl sat up and looked at Weiss. She broke out into a toothy grin. "Friend!" She cheered.

"Friend?" It was all Weiss could do to just repeat words back at this girl now.

"Friend! You didn't run! Friend! I brought you foods! Friend!" the girl pointed to the discarded fruit pits. But, wasn't it the dragon who had brought Weiss those..?

"..Ruby?" Weiss asked cautiously.

"Yes! My name! Ruby!" Ruby the girl chirped.

Ah. This was a dream. It had to be. Dragons couldn't turn into humans.. Right? Magic existed but, that was going a little too far don't you think? This was a dream. This was alllll a dream. Weiss continued to futilely pray that none of this was real, as Ruby leaned in close and hugged her, getting smudges of blood all over Weiss.

"...what did I do to deserve this." Weiss whispered woefully.

"Friend!" Ruby smiled happily.

Authors note: Quite a few people have been asking, so I'll just say it here, back at the beginning; there won't be any sex scenes in this story. My main purpose for writing it is kinda cause like I wanted to explore in literature how I think a romance would work? Like after the confession? Something like that. The lewdest thing y'all are gonna get from this is a kiss, maybe some hand holding. I'm making this the fluffiest heckin thing you've ever seen!