“are you sure this is safe?”

you could barely hear ridoc’s yell over the rushing of the wind, his eyes squinted behind his flight goggles.

he balanced on the back of aotrom, standing up, the wind whipping around him.

you rode on your dragon beside his, hands outstretched. having a wind signet came in handy, especially when flying.

ridoc hadn’t believed you when you’d told him if he jumped off the back of his dragon, you could manipulate his fall so he was practically flying. he’d been a lot more cocky about it on the ground.

when you yelled at him to just trust you, he huffed, walking towards the edge of aotrom’s wing, steps unsteady.

he took one last look at you before he jumped. a leap of faith.