The morning sun peaked it's rays over the tips of the trees and filtered it's way to the two dragons. There was a bit of dew on the grass, and also on the two reptiles. Jerrar awoke, but didn't open his eyes.  The pain which kept him up for the majority of the night was hardly noticeable now, though there was a weight on his side, he assumed it was the numbness of the now probable bruise where the drake rammed him.<br/><br/>He cracked opened one eye, letting it adjust to the light around him. Suddenly a scent wafted to his nostrils, a bitter, harsh scent that made his eyes water a bit. He lifted his head in alarm only to come face to face with a very scraggly looking human with terrible concern and fear in her eyes.<br/><br/>Jerrar was prepared to snap at her, but he resisted when he found her shaking in fear and harmless. He looked at her with his orange eyes, staring at her blankly.<span style="color: #BF4000">"Kiriei."</span>He said in the dragon tongue. This was merely a low growl to the human and she stepped back a step.