Snippet #1836418

The sound of the other dragon's cry rung out and echoed through the water, down to where Adain was swimming, chasing a carp along the bottom. He leaned his head out of the water and emitted a shrill cry in response, throwing his head down and opening his mouth wide.

Sorin rose to his feet at his dragon padded over to him, shaking the moisture from its mane.
"Guess the swim's over then." the rider remarked, going to fetch the leather and metal fastenings that made up Adain's saddle. It was fairly basic, but it did allow him to get more grip, and not end up getting flung off into a moutainside during some of the trickier aerial maneuvers. It was certainly possible to ride without one, but Sorin doubted that Adain would appreciate him grabbing handfuls of his mane to hold on.

With deft ease, he snapped the fastenings into place over the dragon's neck and shoulders, before swinging up into place, getting a sturdy grip at the front. Adain bounded forwards, getting a brief run up before flinging himself upwards and beating his winds down, propelling the two of them into the air.

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Elarain glanced back again towards Kitherine, adopting a knowing smile.
"You seem doubtful blackguard. " she stated.
"Such a skeptic. You see, while he may lack your discipline...my little Kowareta is not without his uses. When you have learned as I have, you come to realize that anyone can be of use...it is merely a matter of molding them into the right tool for the job. My beautiful creations consist of physical crafting...he is different however."

Elarain approached the captive rider, looking him over.
"You may forget the compliments Kowareta. Both of you are to listen. There are two new objectives that must be completed. We need more dragons. I cannot take this one, so we must take more riders. Kowareta can help. He is a rider. He can lure one to us. They would come out of a misguided sense of camaraderie in order to try and liberate him....however we would know of their approach and seize upon them as soon as they got anywhere near the fortress. Kowareta I will allow you to get a message out to Summit. You will beg for help. Plead for a rider to come and fetch you. Kitherine, I shall assign you my best creations to take the dragon when the time comes. Whether the rider lives or dies is unimportant to me. Perhaps it will give my plaything some company...or perhaps he will tear them apart in one of his less lucid moods. It matters not. "

She grinned, eagerly anticipating another draconic form to take apart...more parts to add to Auryn.