training a dragon and dragon rider

aiedail dived down slightly. holdling tightly onto belor so he wasnt buffeted by the wind.

Belor then released himself early, dropping to the ground and hobbling out from under Aiedail as she hit.

Killaca?

Killaca stepped out from the trees smiling.

Odo jumped off of the giant dragons back. He looked at Belor and Killaca and nodded at them then unsheathed his sword.

Belor backpedalled, hissing as the sword came out.

Hold it or I'm going for your knees!

aiedails head snapped up and looked cautiously at the blade. ready for anything.

"you think im going to attack you? im not dumb enough to slay one of the very few remaining rider dragons." Odo laughed and held out his sword. "i do not wish to be enemies with you dragon"

Killaca reached over her shoulder and took out her sword. She moved between Belor and Odo.

aiedail relaxed. " anyway, i have to go for a while. it seems that there are another group of riders in the spine."

"very well I shall stay and train these 2 with all of my skill and I will train the others as well when they come." Odo nodded and bowed to the dragon again and hefted his sword over his shoulder. He then stared at Belor

she nodded. and then she stared at killica and belor. " ill be in touch." and she flew out again.

Belor padded over to a rock, laying his head down over his claws as he collapsed.

Go ahead elf, you may teach Killaca, but I'll learn to use my techniques by those who can actually accomplish them.

"if you think you are more powerful than me and have nothing to learn from me be it about your race or about fighting in general you are mistaken. Sometimes it pays to learn from other species." Odo smiled and lowered his sword Oro till it almost touched the ground.

Belor hopped off the rock with a mental sigh, his teeth snarling a bit.

Then we shall see elf, but if you're going to teach me how to fly anytime soon I suggest you start jumping.

Slowly, Belor circled his opponent, just as he had his prey recently.

aiedail flew back . " ill come back to them in a few days when the hatchling can talk. tiny thing...." she walked into the cave and streched.

"if only I could teach you to fly" Odo muttered under his breath. He allowed Belor to circle him but kept his tounge ready and his sword gripped tight. Odo was wearing a light armor that was not difficult to get through but was protection against 1 or 2 attacks per area. Odo nodded to the great dragon watching

Aiedail tasted the air. " berol, if he attacks you, youll earn it. never badmouth someone unless you mean it. and i always let the hatchling jump first, so dont get hasty." she said in a commanind tone, but still gentle.

Moving like a predatory cat, Belor's movements instantly altered to that of something quite reptilian, suiting his appearance. Lunging at Odo, his neck first twisted to the right before swivelling back and high on his left, aiming to strike at his neck.

aiedails tail whipped out and came uncomfortingly close to berols nose. making him stop. "enough of that." she hissed. some of her spikes rising like a cats. the one that suitd her more.

Odo bent back and got his sword ready but saw that the attack had been stopped. He straightened himself and shook his head once to clear the spell he was going to cast out of his mind. "I guess this battle isnt going to take place" Odo muttered as he lowered his sword once again

Belor snapped back, topped onto his rear.

Hmph, he wanted me to. And I thought that was a good approach!

"Belor I do not wish to be your enemy I apologize for whatever reasons you have for your dislike of me" Odo bowed after this towards Belor and stood up straight sheathing the beatiful silver blade Oro.

" now, since you're done acting like newborns, lets get to training." she got up, her whipplelike clubbed tail wrapping around herself.

"do you mean us both to train or just Belor" Odo asked with an eyebrow raised and his hand resting on his sword hilt. He enjoyed feeling the prescense of it there it reminded him of old battles with the varden and the empire.

Belor retreated himself, not bothering to respond to the elf. Moving over, he stood beside Aiedail, wrapping his tail around himself in a similar fashion.

I don't like warmbloods... The thought was secluded, meant for those in the nearest vicinity, hence only Aiedail and Killaca could hear him.