Viserys roars loudly as he darts through the harsh winds of the freezing mountains, his slitted eyes focusing on the bloody battle beneath him while his rider directs him toward another one of the dragons in the air.

He sniffs the air as he targets the dragon, steam erupting from his nostrils. He doesn't even realize what he's doing. All he knows is that he must follow rider's orders. And if that means killing these dragons he's never met, then that is what must be done.

He screeches loudly and dives, barreling towards the other rider as his own rider releases a battle cry.

Suddenly, his rider cries out in surprise. "A female! CAPTURE IT, DON'T KILL IT!"