"You never quite told me why, of all the things that a dragon could have done with their lives, you had wanted to join the corps. Was it merely because you figured joining the riders would be a good way to break free of that past while being provided for? I mean, if you had wanted to run away you could have easily run toward, well, anywhere. You could have gone off to be alone in the hills."<br/><br/>Eventually the Major sighed and started to shake his head, "Regardless of whether you like or dislike some aspects they still have to be done. Let me ask you - would you prefer to be ridden bareback or with a saddle for now?"<br/><br/>At some point they were probably going to be fitted with a full set of armor and caparisoned mail, but he figured that if she preferred bareback for the time being that it might have been best for him just to leave things as they were.<br/><br/>Strangely enough he had averted his eyes as she transformed. For whatever reason it seemed that he had considered it necessary to provide her with some privacy during this; perhaps it was because he thought of it as something as personal as changing and therefore sought not to interfere.<br/><br/>"Are you ready to get going then? If you are we can go down to the test track where they break in the new mounts!"