Borial felt his ear scales ratteling as he heard the man call him a coward, puffing out his chest he took a few paces back, then, taking a deep breath the young drake found himself bounding weakly towards the edge. The man was right, if he never left the nest, how was he to test his bravery? How was he to learn to fly? To become a dragon? So it was these thoughts that helped spur the dragon over the edge, stretching out his long neck he let out a roar, not an earth shaking bellow, but a roar that echoed along the cliff which amplified the weak roar.  His ruby eyes watched as the water came to catch him, and instinctively his second lid slid over his eyes, now able to see beneath the water he was amazed.<br/><br/>Borial could feel a small amount of strength returning as the cold water embraced him, sinking deeper he looked up at the sunlight that shown through the waves in beams as he watched fish swimming here and there, but most darting away. The drake could see the man above him, it wasnâ€™t long before he realized he was running out of air. Beginning to struggle he weakly wriggled his body like that of a snake he saw swimming in a shallow pool within the nesting cave once. Surprisingly, he felt himself gaining speed as he finally broke the surface much like the dolphins he had seen. Hacking and taking deep lungfulls of air he looked to the man with a draconic smile. â€œCare to call me a coward once more? I am still hungry, I could reconsider eating you, you know?â€