Crawling from under her dragon, Juniper scrambled to her feet. For a moment she spared herself to enjoy the view, she enjoyed it on the mountain top, having climbed up the mountain many times throughout her childhood. Although a little frustrated that Aynir was not the better of the two, considering the hours of work they put in, but she couldn't discredit Geir training; which he seemed quite proud of. She pushed aside her competitive pride and smiled at the boy, accepting a draw as good enough. "Razeth is incredibly fast," she said. "I almost fell of Aynir back there when she overtook us. Soon enough beating us will be a breeze for you."<br/><br/>Aynir remained slumped on the floor. He rolled on his back, enjoying the last of the sun before it set. Noticing this as Juniper thought of another challenge, she did not think it would be best to force the dragons to race again. They had put in their all to get up here, it was only fair to let them rest for a little while.<br/><br/>"Now we train," she said, unsheathing the sword that hung at her hips. It was a basic training sword, the blade around the length of her arm. Juniper eyed Geir's sword and waited for him to arm himself before she made any advancements.