Right, dodge that, then reevaluate the position.

The dragon's arcing away, wings angled to bring it back up to height. 

Ena manages to put a few arrows through the thin membrane of its wings, but the small holes don't seem to be bothering it yet.

She calls up a frost atronach to grab its attention when it comes back around.

Its attention is grabbed, and it rears back, hovering in the air to shoot a long stream of lightning at the atronach.

Ena leans out of cover, takes careful aim, and puts an arrow directly down its throat. It roars and turns its stream towards her, forcing her back under cover.

Neat trick. How about she steals it, but with magic instead of arrows?

The dragon roars, leans back, and then takes off. Its call fades, and initially it seems like it might be fleeing - and then it circles back around again, this time very clearly aiming for Elana. 

Good, that must have hurt. On the other hand, bad, now it's aiming for her. Fortunately she has excellent reflexes.

It goes for a few more passes, Ena peppering its wings as it flies by. It seems to have decided not to do the hover-and-breathe trick again, instead presenting a moving target.

Annoying. Does it seem to be slowing down from damage at all?

Somewhat!

After a few more passes, it lands, slamming into the ground hard enough to shake the earth, knocking Ena off her feet.

Time to test the thickness of its hide.

Pretty thick.

Ena, after a few more arrows, circles behind the dragon and draws her daggers, mostly dodging the thrashing tail. Her knives bite somewhat deeper than they probably should just from looking at them.

Eyes are usually a weak point. If she can weave through the jaws and the claws and hop onto the neck-

That works. 

The dragon is very angrily trying to get her off its neck.

Fortunately there are these two convenient handles right here. She can hold onto one with one hand and stab with the other.

Between her and Ena the dragon is soon dead. It thrashes fairly violently in its death throes.

She leaps clear and regards the thing's death, shaking out the tension in her arms.

"Good work," Ena says, cleaning and sheathing her daggers. "That would've been a pain on my own."

"I can see why. Quite the annoyance."

"I'm wondering if I feel like bothering prying some scales off. They're valuable, and good for high-end armor, but they can get heavy. And I'm in the mood to get to Winterhold sooner rather than later."

"It'll come back since your sister's not here, if I understand rightly."

"You noticed? And the resurrection takes a while to kick in - my theory's that something external's bringing them back, and whatever it is is trying not to be caught. Nobody's seen one of the bodies get back up after dying, so far, and some of them have died while attacking cities. Only evidence that they're not staying down is the remote bodies tend to vanish, and some people've claimed they saw the same dragon twice."

"An educated guess. In any case, I think we are best served by leaving the remains where they lie and pressing onwards."

"Alright." Not like she needs the money from selling parts. 

Onwards to Winterhold. Nothing worse than a bear attacks them on the way, and soon enough they're treated to the sight of the College in all its crumbling majesty.

"It has seen better days."