Istabell straightens and smiles at the dragon, "It is I that is sorry, you startled me." She puts away her sword and steps away from her dagger on the ground, showing her hands, "I mean no harm."
Nightmare snorts and flares her wings wide, she slowly starts to flap them, causing the wind around her to swirl and dust to cloud up. She lets out a light bugle sound and steps closer to the edge, ready to jump into the air, but she catches wind of the small human and the young male dragon. She twists around and tucks her wings back to her sides, her large fangs bared and fire heats up her chest, ready to be used.







