"Hup!" Elena grunted as she landed on the edge of a rocky cliff. Her long red hair danced in the wind that was roused by the powerful wing flaps of her Dragon companion.
"Mica, get down here!" She called up to the powerful black and gold dragon that hovered in the air.
"Don't wanna!" Mica yelled back and continued to circle around.
"..." Elena stared at the dragon with a flat look. Ever since he had come to the home of Dragons, he had become quite the unruly boy. "Don't make me come up there or you will regret it." Elena's voice took on a dangerous edge and Mica suddenly perked up. His wings folded and he dove down, landing gracefully a short distance away from Elena.
"...I was just playing around." He mumbled, the pride of a Dragon nowhere to be seen.
"Good for you." She rolled her eyes.
