River walked in silence as they exited the cave. As light came to his eyes he dipped his hat to shade the quick change. Seeing the dragon dip down made river smile a bit as he examined the wings. Something changed inside him, he saw the wind brush against the dragon's wings and the rush of winds that followed. He fell in love with the gusts, much like he did the sound of music.<br/>He then got back to his wagon and waited for the others to come through as he was ordered. While sitting he shed his long coat and undid his long blonde hair. After he finished brushing through his hair he placed his hat back on and refitted his boots and gloves. sitting down he focused on his hands and generated a small spark out of his fingers and watched the sparks dance.