by lavenderlondonfog » Mon Apr 28, 2014 6:46 am
Cerin did not dare fire arrows, lest he injure or even kill obe of the citizens, that would get him no where. He clung on, holding up a hand to protect his eyes from the heat. He understood her urgency halfway, a maddened dragon could easily be a fatal disaster, or the actions of one at least could be. Somehow he could sense Strywyr was talking telepathicly, but he didn't dare say anything. Cerin only stayed absolutely still, clutching his bow.