There were three dragon beasts, standing side by side, while one was much smaller than the other two. The smaller dragon tried to steady itself and flap its wings in an awkward struggle.
The little dragon beast's eyes stared at the two bigger dragon beasts on its left and right, it was just that it was still not used to the changes pertaining to its new form.
The bigger dragon beast on Bree's right then flapped its wings, as if showing her how to fly. This was the shortest and most rushed lesson he had to teach at a situation like this, considering how little time they had.
The flapping of the dragon beast's large wings stirred out a fairly strong wind and made Bree, in her beast form, close her eyes and retreat backward slowly, but before she could really move away out of fear, the second dragon beast held her in position and nuzzled the side of her head, a gesture to relax the yet unsettled little girl a little.
