The drake snorted with a slight growl as he felt the man roll from his back. Twisting his head about to glance at Nathan he shook his head and considered the riddles with utmost thought, even if he hated them. â€œMy friend the pebble is the most deadly, for it takes a single pebble to cause a mountain to crumble in a mudslide. And running from a bear, I can remember my mother telling me a similar riddle. You do not run from a bear.â€<br/><br/>Borial shook his head, â€œI am no good at Rhyming,â€ then looking around with shimmering crimson eyes, the setting sun causing them to glow as he looked around. Stopping at the edge of some murky water he looked to Nathan. â€œBrother, get on my back now or I will lift you by the shirt you wear.â€ He was still small and knew he wouldnâ€™t be able to lift the man from the ground, but the threat was still alive with a slight growl.  Then he nodded to the man as he asked if he remembered how to start a fire.