Jerar bravely followed Kiriei's lead. Not fighting the wind, but flowing with it.  He nearly got caught in a whirlwind, but he pulled out in time, before getting completely sucked into it and thrown out of control.  He let his fiery cocoon slip away, not being able to hold it together in the wind.  The air struck his eyes with a sudden icy blast and made them water.  He tried not to think of the cold that began to seep in under his scales as he follow close behind Kiriei. At least her figure was dark and easy to see with blurry, watery vision. He begged they were close because his wings were beginning to freeze and stiffen in the cold.