Claradon: "look up." he smiles.

Tory: i look up "oh its beautiful " i say petting it "arent you a good boy" i say shyly messing with Claradon's hair laughing

Claradon: he chuckles. "yes yes i am." they had arrived back at base.

Brom: "what took so long?"

Kat: "we were saving some horses."

Brom: "you are nearly to late to train, shame on you all. Now call your dragons, those whom have them."

Kat: "where is Barten?"

Troy: "he left."

Kat: "i wonder why. Snow you dont happen to have wings do you?"

Snow: she stretches, her wings spreading out.

Kat: she jumps for joy.

Tory: i laugh hugging Claradon " can i hold him" i say shyly petting the baby horse again

Claradon: "be my guest."

Tory: i hold the baby horse "what should we name him" i say shyly leaning on Claradon, looking into the baby horses eyes then Claradon's eyes

Claradon: "you mean her. we should name her Rain."

Tory: "oops, and its perfect for her" i say shyly smiling at him and stop leaning on Claradon, feeling a little awkward

Brom: "tory call your dragon, and get on with it! you all have much to learn."

Tory: i whistle and Frost comes in "happy" i say quietly, angrily but shyly

Frost: "the wolf pup is in your room sleeping" she sends to Tory

Tory: "thank you" i say back but still fuming with anger at Brom