RONIN
That's a good idea too, Ronin agrees of the flowerbuds, pulsing quiet encouragement as they start to bank and descend. And alright - I can do that. Actually-- A spark of creativity alights through the bond, and as Noah continues to drop towards the flowers, Ronin angles himself back up. If I'm going to look for eggs, what better to find here of all places than shells from dragons? They are in the Cordillera, after all.
Sounds good to me - always better to be safe than sorry up here. He'd lived here with Remi and they'd grown understandably complacent as the region grew more familiar, more like home, but Ronin doesn't let himself carry that same ease with him now. Noah is right, and there's no telling what might already be sizing them up for a fight.
Roar if you need me! Ronin calls by way of departure, before he's soaring towards the craggy, bordering cliffsides, hoping to find something promising.
Sounds good to me - always better to be safe than sorry up here. He'd lived here with Remi and they'd grown understandably complacent as the region grew more familiar, more like home, but Ronin doesn't let himself carry that same ease with him now. Noah is right, and there's no telling what might already be sizing them up for a fight.
Roar if you need me! Ronin calls by way of departure, before he's soaring towards the craggy, bordering cliffsides, hoping to find something promising.
no grave could hold my body down
