<span style="color: #008000"><span style="font-weight: bold">“That makes sense..”</span></span>Motto pointed at her with a new understanding on his face,<span style="color: #008000"><span style="font-weight: bold">“..when I’m on a hunt, everything changes.  Eating and sleeping.  All that.”  </span></span><br/><br/>Motto rubbed his chin and though about how he needed to get his skills in order for his Dragon.  It would need someone tough and calm like Nikolas or strong like the Dragon Master…  All of them seemed to have the makings of good, strong, caretakers in one way or another.  He couldn’t let his Dragon down.  Starting now.  Motto looked up from where he’d been staring hard at the floor to answer Theresa.<br/><br/><span style="color: #008000"><span style="font-weight: bold">“I’m no one really.  Just a..man.  I keep to myself mostly.  Near the brook.  That was my home.”</span></span>He already missed the water’s comforting sound.  But Dragon Riders were strong and tough and so he needed get that way.<br/><br/>He stood and faced the Dragon Master.<span style="color: #008000"><span style="font-weight: bold">“I want to learn taking care of a Dragon in the cold.  I can share my body’s warmth, right?”</span></span>It was his only plan.  If Motto wasn’t allowed to keep his Dragon close to his own skin, he was at a total loss on what to do.  He shut his eyes and shook his head.<span style="color: #008000"><span style="font-weight: bold"> “Tell me everything.”</span></span>Then he remembered,<span style="color: #008000"><span style="font-weight: bold"> “Please.”</span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://i.imgur.com/dhKmsY3.jpg">[ img ]</a>