Thread: Who's Riding Who? [ARxGG]

Right as Connor had accepted his inevitable death, he felt the air around him change and then suddenly he was no longer falling. The dragon he had been riding had swooped him up. But it was only momentarily, as she had dropped him roughly to the ground. Connor's feet hit the ground first, he tucked and rolled out of the landing into a standing position. Dusting off his pants, he looked up to the dragon that landed in front of him in what was still an unsafe distance for a human to be with a dragon who wasn't tame. She could have of literally extended her neck and in one bite gobbled him up. Or with one blast of the napalm like flame they spewed, turned him into dust. Right as Connor was about to say thank you to the dragon, she gave a mighty roar which literally pushed Connor back. Covering his face with his hands to ensure that no dust got in his eyes, Connor pushed forward showing no fear of the dragon. Connor continued to push forward towards the dragon as she roared, his mouth turned up to a smile and he moved faster and harder towards her. Once Connor got within distance to touch the dragon, he lifted his hand from his face and put it under the dragon's chin. He felt her smooth, but hard scales. His ears were ringing intensely from the sheer volume of her roar. He knew not what to do from here out, so he did the only thing that he thought would help alleviate the situation some. He began to remove the chain from around the dragon's neck, and once he had it loose and it fell off he did the same for the chain that had been coiled around the dragon's leg. Tossing the chain to the side of the small clearing the dragon had made when she had landed, Connor walked back out to the front of her field of vision. He looked up to her big face and smiled again, she was beautiful. Most other dragons were covered in scars and marks from battle, but she was nearly flawless. That either meant she was incredibly strong, or she was too lithe and agile to be struck. THANK YOU! Connor shouted to the dragon once she had stopped roaring. He wasn't trying to shout, but she had nearly deafened him permanently so his talking was much louder due to him not being able to hear his own words. He observed her body, she had markings that seemed to be as if they were war paint. But these markings were clearly something she was born with, and it made her stand out incredibly among the other dragons. Unlike most other dragons who had large horned heads, with bone protrusions along their spine, she was much smoother and much more eloquent looking. Her body spoke of the female she was, a very regal looking and powerful creature. Something that demanded respect, and demanded to be treated as if she were the top of the food chain. Because she was. I WANT TO FLY! I WANT TO FLY FAST! Connor continued to speak loudly, he knew that the dragons were able to understand the words he and his people spoke. He had seen it in the past, but what was this dragon thinking for the situation? He had successfully rode her, for a short time but he had given his all in order to get to that short amount of riding time. Connor was determined, more so than any other man or woman that lived in his Kingdom.