Borial snorted as his nose was swatted, just from the nutrition he had recievied from the salmon had him filling out as a dragonâ€™s body was usually quick to make a recovery within the young stages he was in. Now about the size of a mule he looked to his friend and frowned. â€œMy Brother, please, if it would help in any way, do, climb into my back. Allow me to helpâ€¦â€ The young fledgling felt bad enough for getting Nathan into this mess.<br/><br/>Deeply concerned crimson eyes turned to look at the man as he staggered. Borialâ€™s hide had become itchy since he had started to eat a few days ago, what he hadnâ€™t noticed was that new scales had begun to pierce through his hide, which was the explanation for the itch. Feeling the itch grow he walked to a tree and began to scratch himself against the bark as he looked to Nathan. â€œI bet you have never ridden a dragon,â€ he teased to the man to get him to try and accept the offer.