"Hay!" Nathan exclaimed, protesting loudly Borial showered him with water. He was already wet, but the pile of drift wood he had been collecting was his biggest concern<br/>as he put himself over the dry athan's eyes narrowed and glared at the dragon... he was already wet, and would not have minded if he hadn't gotten all the sticks he just gather soaked for the campfire.<br/><br/>He glared at Borial as pranced over toward his pile of fish, "Eat the pile of fish I already cleaned and I will beat you over the head with your own fat little lizard tail," he warned! His was joking of course, being the rugged outlaw that was, it was his way of saying please and thank you.<br/><br/>Nathan shook his head when the young fledgeling admitted that he couldn't breath fire, and laughed. "Yeah hold the acid and just work on your pretty little roar for now, if we get in a pickle I have a reputation to keep," he chuckled as he set up his kindling. He then he up his flint and knife toward the dragon, "You see this?" he asked, "My little brother, this is what you call improvising," he announced and grinned a struck the flat of his knife against the flint sending bright yellow sparks flying. "Its not always about who's the strongest, its about finding a way to win," he announced as he blew on the small crackling flames. "Its the small things that kill and its the small things that will save your life," he said as he fed the small flame. "Its what has kept me alive so far," he smiled and looked up at the dragon. "When you fight and you will, have to fight, or die like the rest of the Dragons around these parts, don't rely on your strength, or your claws or your teeth, use the earth, the wind, the rocks, and the trees," he declared. "And don't forget, because even the mightiest dragons before you have all passed away, because they forgot the greatest weapon in world is the mind," he told him somberly. Nathan then got up and went back to work, hanging up the fillets out to dry out in the smoke and packed them in his large ruck sack before at last settling down for the night...<br/><br/>When suddenly he paused when he heard a chirping down to his left..... He turned toward Borial tapped him his snout, "Was that you?" He asked in a low whisper.