Ren Olvry
Supernova
- Joined
- Dec 22, 2012
Many might say that a Hydreigon really wasn't suited to something like contests... and would, for the most part, be quite correct. They were traditionally very aggressive, after all, which didn't exactly serve the environment well. This one was no exception, at least at first, but now? He could, and would, fly circles around any of his opposition, and have a little fun doing it. Suffice it to say he could still be... rough around the edges, but he wasn't that bad any more, except perhaps for the occasional little scuffle that got him into a bit of trouble from time to time. Others tended to annoy him, though, often poking fun at the fact that a powerful creature like him was being dressed up and putting on shows rather than crushing anything in his path.
Well, never mind them; right now, he was on a bit of a high after finally, truly winning a contest. Emotionally, as well as literally, flying with his trainer on his back a good distance away from the surface, to the point where any people down below would just look like ants. It was a view he quite enjoyed, and most assuredly didn't mind sharing.
As to the destination, though... he hadn't a clue. He thought he recalled his trainer mentioning something for if he won, but for as much as he didn't consider the possibility before, he'd hardly registered it. Now, though, the left-most of the dragon's three heads tilted up and glanced inquisitively back to the blonde-haired woman upon his back, seeking out some direction for where to go, especially as his lazy flight path happened to take them off away from most of the nearby cities, over a forest that would eventually lead to the coast. He could fly her anywhere; so he'd (essentially, if he'd managed to convey it well) promised. It was just a matter of where she wanted to go in the end; right now, he was just happy to go anywhere, and be with she who'd led him to this latest victory in spite of his relatively frequent attitude and how much he'd fought back against her at first.
Well, never mind them; right now, he was on a bit of a high after finally, truly winning a contest. Emotionally, as well as literally, flying with his trainer on his back a good distance away from the surface, to the point where any people down below would just look like ants. It was a view he quite enjoyed, and most assuredly didn't mind sharing.
As to the destination, though... he hadn't a clue. He thought he recalled his trainer mentioning something for if he won, but for as much as he didn't consider the possibility before, he'd hardly registered it. Now, though, the left-most of the dragon's three heads tilted up and glanced inquisitively back to the blonde-haired woman upon his back, seeking out some direction for where to go, especially as his lazy flight path happened to take them off away from most of the nearby cities, over a forest that would eventually lead to the coast. He could fly her anywhere; so he'd (essentially, if he'd managed to convey it well) promised. It was just a matter of where she wanted to go in the end; right now, he was just happy to go anywhere, and be with she who'd led him to this latest victory in spite of his relatively frequent attitude and how much he'd fought back against her at first.