Duruk raised a clawed hand, the edge of his dull white claw sharpened to a fine point by the very cell, he tapped the skull that hung loosely from Yu Ca' hips, it cracked open, exposing the fresh marrow, "Is that not a reminder of what dangers lie here? Wouldn't I be attacked first instead of a dragon less then half my size? It is for his own safety he rides with you, Yu Ca the Blue" Duruk' voice echoed through Yu Ca' mind, ancient, challenging, and commanding, Duruk returned the clawed arm to his front, letting it hang loosely below him as his wings pumped air beneath him to keep him alight.