'If you can manage to get that close to the dragon I could easily stab him through the soft skin under his arm.' Artimer felt bad that he had put Clairissa through such paces, he worried some that without a saddle she might fall off, but he hoped this would be sufficient enough practice to make it so that the saddle wont matter.<br/><br/>He landed, still keeping their visual connection, 'Are you okay?' Artimer had made it so their training also made them cover a lot of ground that they might not have covered by simply walking. Artimer sniffed the air around them, and suddenly his frills went into a bright red, and a low growl rumbled from his throat. 'It would seem we have company, get ready.'