Anton had his arms crossed over his furry coat. There was a small smile plastered upon his face from a recently cracked joke. There were happy sparkles dancing around in his eyes. We were all smiling, even the shy Knight that seemed to be drooping lower and lower by the second. Christian's eyes were brought towards the sagging boy and his happy expression turned confused. "What's wrong?" He asked in a nervous tone, his feet stepping one or two steps closer to Lucan. In several moments, Lucan had fallen to the ground.
The boy with white hair pushed the bangs out of his eyes before staring up at us. He had been smiling from the funny joke that had just been spoken, but when he saw our stares, he frowned. He acted like he hadn't heard Christian's question, causing my teammate to ask again. He heard him that time. The armored man grinned cheekily again and spoke. "I'm fine. This metal is just too heavy!"
Christian and Anton eventually had to help him get up. We all laughed quietly as the two boys of the group held out their hands for Lucan to grab. The Knight grabbed hold and pulled his weight up, causing Christian and Anton to nearly lose their balance. They lost their balance, but luckily, they didn't fall.
By this time, Aroth had grown quite impatient. Earlier, he had been standing several yards behind me. His wings were tucked closely to his slender body, his tail flailing around in the soft breeze. But now.. his wings were outstretched and flapping around. He was stomping his feet on the ground, his unnaturally long nails digging furiously into the solid ground. There are STILL markings on that small cliff from his frustration. His head swung from side to side, his eyes narrowed to soft slits. He opened his large jaws, revealing his gleaming teeth. Arothe let out a bored roar, causing all of us (Dragons included) to jump.
"Aroth!" I exclaimed, twisting around in the middle of our conversation. I put my hands on my hips and stared up at him, my eyes straining into a soft glare. His head turned to one side, putting me out of his blind spot. He crouched down, his feet shuffling closer and closer to me. Pretty soon, his golden eye was only inches away from my face. The Deadly Nadder's jaws were opening and closing, making strange noises that sounded something like a dying cat. Or perhaps a gobbling turkey. I can't decide...
Anyways, Aroth was putting up a big fit. I was glaring at him until the shy Knight spoke up, stepping quietly up to my side. My dragon's attention was brought towards him, his lip curling up to reveal his teeth again. He snarled angrily, his eyes narrowing even further. Lucan raised his hands up in a comforting gesture before he began to back off.
The armored Monstrous Nightmare sitting in the back leaped into action when he saw the first sign of Aroth threatening his temporary rider. It jumped straight in front of the boy, it's jaws opening into a response growl. Aroth's head pulled back and his neck curled around me like a snake. The Monstrous Nightmare then retreated back towards where he had been standing moments before.
When Lucan was in Aroth's term of "Safe distance away," my dragon stopped growling. The Nadder uncurled his neck from me, allowing me to see everybody. I could hear Lucan laugh quietly from a distance away. "Looks like you got yourself a protector!" I nodded my head, patting Aroth's forehead with the soft palm of my hand.
My dragon wouldn't leave me alone after nodding my head. He kept on slamming his skull and horn into my back and sides, causing me to bruise all over the place. All four of us had resumed a quite normal discussion, much like we had all known each other for years. However, you can't keep talking with some creature jabbing you. Aroth wanted to leave. Now. He was quite impatient, don't you think?