While Jerrar was preparing to take off Kiriei flapped her wings and rose vertically into the air. The fire dragon had to do running takeoffs though, she hoped he could pull it off. As Kiriei glanced around the sun had already dipped below the horizon. They were in a state of twilight where its rays hadn't completely disappeared, though it would soon be dark. And cold. The desert got very cold at night, Kiriei knew this much. She'd rather get to the treeline before it reached its lowest point, as she wasn't sure how bad it could get.<br/><br/>As Jerrar readied himself for flight, Kiriei scanned the surrounding area. If she saw anything out of place, this time she could warn him about it. They didn't need any more delays, and certainly not any more injuries. Kiriei heard her stomach give a rumble and glanced down at the lizard still in her hand. It seemed to gaze back at her for a moment, blink, then start fidgeting like crazy. The Night dragon turned her attention back to Jerrar.