Leara wasn't blaming him for anything, and she'd said just as much after David apologized for making things more complicated. The truth of it all was, had she been in his shoes, she probably would have had the same response. It was going to be difficult for some of the others to understand that - Leara knew this as a fact - but in the end, the only thing that mattered was that David was safe....and that she'd gotten to throw a makeshift spear into the dark, shadowy figure that she'd only heard about in children's stories. Leara replayed that scene twice in her head, the disbelief still there. How had she managed to hit the figure so directly? How had it not paid any attention to her once his sights were set on David?<br/><br/>As she explained the way her kingdom was composed, Leara half expected many questions from David. Instead, he was mostly silent, and as the last string of conversation came out of her mouth, a shadow flew above them, and Leara was turning her head to look at the sky.<b>"Perathon!"</b>Leara exclaimed with welcome. She quickly walked close to the creature, patting the side of his neck gently. He was an old friend, a being that she'd known since she was new to training. Leara wondered what Perathon had thought of her as an awkward youth and now as an adult. She was certain he had plenty of opinions, but in his long life, he probably saw a lot of great change anyway.<b>"Is he a nuisance?"</b>Leara repeated with a laugh.<b>"My friend, this is David. Please do not address him formally or he will become upset. I have learned this the difficult way."</b>Twinkling eyes looked at David before she continued her introductions.<b>"David, this is Perathon. He watches over me on occasion."<br/>
</b><br/>Leara frowned and looked back at her winged friend.<b>"What brings you out this far? Were you truly worried about me? Certainly, you know that I would never be late on my assignments, this one included. David has been a wonderful companion. Hopefully, you can sense that much."</b>Again, she smiled brightly at Perathon before explaining more to David.<b>"Perathon is called an Irtargoth. I believe he is closely related to what you know as dragons, but I do not claim to be an expert on Earth." </b>She shrugged and gave Perathon another pat.<b>"We do have to get going, my friend. You know I would not normally ask this of you, but would you be willing to let us ride the rest of the way?"<br/>
</b><br/>She looked down at her body, her clothing gradually becoming wet with sweat.<b>"I am not dressed appropriately for travel, no thanks to Dris. If it had not been for her cheeky attitude, I might have been able to bring my weapons with me to fend off Varanshig."</b>Leara tugged her shirt away from her body before letting it fall back into place.<b>"That demon decided to show himself after all."<br/>
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