Aladia watched the various color changes of the eyes the young male went through and smiled softly. She never moved from her spot, even as his eyes went to a cautious dangerous looking orange. After all, it was a strange notion. So when he nodded and climbed too her with his soft peaceful green eyes she smiled and offered him the rest of the meat. "Good boy."<br/><br/>She then slowly stood up and went to find the leader. Once she was there, she leaned up against the tree and arched a brow at him. "Alright you kinky bastard, I know you have some kind of collaring system for women, or men you pick up while hunting bigger prey. I need one for my dragon. It will keep him human, attached to me, and calm. Then I need a long robe. He is going to be coming out of that cage. May I have the key? I really do hate picking a lock."<br/><br/>She waited for the leader to make orders to get her the stuff, or just do it himself before returning to Winter. If she timed it correctly by the time she got back, he would just be finishing with the remainder of the meal she had left him to eating. That way he wouldn't have any worry, since she bet he would be too focused upon the food.<br/><br/>In a relatively short amount of time she was back with the supplies in hand and a key for the lock. She reached in and showed him the collar, giving him an image in his mind of out his worked. She needed to have it in hand before she unlocked the cage. But she promised she would dress him herself when he was out, instead of the men. A further incentive to behave. Aladia waited for him to come close enough to place on the collar, and then moved to unlock the cage.<br/><br/>If everything went well, she praised him and brought a small piece of fruit for him to place into his mouth. It was slow going, but she was willing to put in the effort. "Come on Winter. We should go to our nice warm tent and get some rest." She told him, showing the furs and the safety of the tent away from the hunters. He could sleep comfortably, and she would be nearby. Then the morning they would rise and have more food, and time to walk around. It was all she could promise him for now.<br/><br/>But she meant every word. She didn't want him to come to harm. He was a good dragon, and young. He might be able to impress upon her, making a good companion for a possible escape later.<br/><br/>If he got out with little trouble, she would then go and get him dressed, while demanding a pile of furs to be laid beside her bedroll in the tent. It was going to be another long day ahead tomorrow after all.