Fern/Flask | Rider/Dragon | Forest | Tag;; Ashe, Brooke
He stood where he was, cocking his head to the side as the second dragon appeared, rearing above the initial girl's draconic accomplice. He was surprised that Flask hadn't caught scent of so many dragons in such a close vicinity, he was usually the sort of dragon to chase after females of his species whenever the opportunity arose, much to his rider's great annoyance. His brow furrowed and he looked back over his shoulder, the scene before him seeming to slip his mind as he whistled for Flask, doubting the oversize snake would hear him anyway.
He stood where he was, cocking his head to the side as the second dragon appeared, rearing above the initial girl's draconic accomplice. He was surprised that Flask hadn't caught scent of so many dragons in such a close vicinity, he was usually the sort of dragon to chase after females of his species whenever the opportunity arose, much to his rider's great annoyance. His brow furrowed and he looked back over his shoulder, the scene before him seeming to slip his mind as he whistled for Flask, doubting the oversize snake would hear him anyway.









