The holy dragon giggled a bit as he watched Arkain's tail nod a few times before it tightens its grip around him and lifting him up from the ground. He's surpised but the tail's strength and from the warm nuzzle before glancing the cavernous red maw. Raizo watches the tail go over his muzzles and over his head blacking out his sight as his soft feathers brushed against the inside of the tail maw.