Feign closes his eyes and concentrates on the feeling of his bellyscales rising and immediately falling, like a wave of goosebumps.  "Okay, I think I have it..."  He sends a wave of the same feeling down his body, At first he seems to start gliding forward on the first try, but his movement it stopped abruptly and he falls, catching himself with his hands.  "Gah, okay, maybe it's not as easy as I though."<br/><br/>"I guess if it's okay, Arkain.  I just wanted to help out however I can."  He takes a deep breath and tries again...<br/><br/>After several more tries, he closes his eyes again and keeps concentrating.  This time he glides forward much more consistantly, but he is concentrating so hard on moving his bellyscales that he can't see where he is going, and he almost bumps into a wall.  "Hmm, is there more of a trick to it or is it just practice?"