Disclaimer: I own nothing of Dragon Flyz, which is owned by Gaumont Pictures. Only the plot is mine and I make no money from this.
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Riptor yawned, wincing a little at the pop in his jaw before he settled back down in his personal nest.
He was off duty today, as part of his scheduled rest and Z'neth's as well.
Riptor stretched his back, wincing again at the various pops and the pang of a sore muscle about where the saddle usually sat. Well, that was the main reason behind this rest period, to help dragons heal from the constant wearing of the saddle.
Shaking his head, Riptor thought about what to do today. Resting, obviously, but maybe he could go and oversee some of the young ones just starting in their training, with a short flight after that.
With the clear skies the city had today, it would be criminal to not take advantage of them.
The sound of a dragon flying close to his nest got his attention, bringing his attention to Sky Fury as she landed right next to him, tucking her wings in close to her body as she gave him a loving croon.
His day just got infinitely better.