How to Train Your Dragon

Ronin would have been happy to continue their little conversation were it not for... well, the snow and the cold and the fact that he was worried he didn't know how to care for a gryphlet. (Weirdly he was fine caring for a dragon though, so... go figure?). For Sugar, love was part of it, but it was Ronin's confidence in her that had her balanced and ready for a potential flight, and she chirruped at fox and gryphon to let them know she was available for scouting purposes.

Then the vole was released onto the powder, and everything changed drastically. Ronin felt it in himself as well as in the dragonet, the transition between play and prey, and her blazing blue eyes were focused on the quivering little creature as it trembled on the snow.

When it shot off, Sugar was already airborne. Ronin let out a breathless laugh as her wingbeats carried her up with surprising speed, and she let out an echoing shriek that told whoever was listening that she was closing in on her prey.

Unfortunately she wasn't that steady, and landing was harder than taking off. Rather than catching the vole, Sugar rather... torpedoed into a drift, her silvery slip of a trail wiggling dramatically as she cooed to Ronin that she was stuck.

"Oh..." Ronin couldn't help it - he snickered.