"Midnight! How could you do that!" Illia didn't expect that Walker would rush and jump right off the cliff after Midnight. She was stunned seeing how reaction. She had slapped Midnight off the cliff with her tail so that Midnight could become forced by her instincts to fly. This was a normal thing for a parent dragon to do to their hatchlings.
But when Illia saw that Walker was stepping through the air seemingly without Issue, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was strange that a human could do something, but now she would not get in trouble for Walkers' injury from falling from a cliff. Midnight, on the other hand, was a different story.
The wind was whistling past Midnight as she fell. She had not expected this and a guttural growl was escaping her maw to curse Illia. It was fair that she would want to get back at her but she had to remember that she was falling.
