Before Matiu had the chance to further chastise Tali for sneaking around, a deafening roar that made the hairs on his neck stand on end erupted from the camp, 'That sounded like one of the others. Looks like we might be seeing combat a bit early.'. The rider leapt onto his dragon's back, sparing a second to tell Tali that the discussion of her sneaking around was far from over before taking off. Thresher let out a particularly hateful screech as the scent of the canine creatures filled his nostrils, his normally sleek feathers bristled, the spikes that covered his tail stood on end, something about this new sent made the dragon's blood boil even more than the scent of another dragon. "Circle around the camp before we go in Thresh. I want to make sure that if there's an enemy it doesn't have friends waiting in the shadows" Matiu audibly commanded.

Thresher was all too happy to comply, quickly altering his course so that he and his rider darted between the trees. As the dragon ran, Matiu's eyes, long since trained to be able to withstand the wind wiping into them at such speeds, darted every which way while looking for anything out of place. The darkness left from the storm would do nothing to impede the seasoned hunter and warrior; a blur, a sudden ripple in a puddle, even so much as a small shift in the foliage would be all it took to catch his attention, then he could begin his assault.