"Okay that's a good start. I want you to climb up on my back just like you would with them. I know I know I don't have a mane, but i want you to squeeze with your legs, don't worry about hurting me, and you can hold on with your arms either by my frills or by wrapping your arms around my neck. When you are ready let me know okay. We will take this as slowly as we can. But as soon as it gets to deep for me to walk I will be swimming as quickly as I can across with as few dunks under as possible. Okay?" Clara hesitantly nodded after he had finished explaing how to hold onto him. She didn't want to do this but they had to get across the river. When he pressed his face against hers she hugged him tightly and felt a little better.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath as he laid down so that she could get onto his back. Letting him carry her was not the problem it was all the water that she didn't like but she clamored onto his back. His scales under her hands were rough and distracted her for a moment as she ran her fingers lightly over them. Then she looked at the frills on his next and touched them gently feeling the sharp contrast from his scales since it felt as soft as silk.<br/><br/>She grabbed hold of them as gently as she could, "Are you sure this isn't hurting you?" She asked him after a moment as she felt a strange calm fall over her. It was as though this was something very important and that the water did not matter at all. It felt right for her to sit here on him like she was a perfect fit. Her mind did wander back to the water again and she knew that she may still freak out a little when they were in there but she truely trusted him to keep her from drowning, "Ok, I'm as ready as I'll ever be....Just tell me if you are going under for whatever reason first okay?" She asked as she tighted her grip on his with her thighs as her nervousness returned.