Tarentek shrugged his shoulders. "Sure, I should be able to. I was paying close attention when you were showing me around yesterday, and I did manage to make my way back to your den by myself. I suppose I'll lead the way." He answered.

Tarentek noticed Onyx looking at the faint clouds in the distance as they made their way through the village. Looking at her, it was obvious she was concerned, which did speak to how much water seemed to concern her. The odds of it actually raining were pretty slim, as it was not a common event in their area. Although, in the desert, whenever it did rain, it would [i]pour[/i] so he could see why she might be concerned about it. He had gathered that their wings simply did not work when wet, which, for a flying race, would probably be a big deal. 

Luckily, Tarentek remembered the path through the village reasonable well. There was one point in which he nearly took a wrong bridge, but he stopped himself before actually guiding Onyx down the wrong path. Obviously, he could not find his way around to anywhere in the village just yet, but he could find a few places they had already been to, and the center of the village was no exception. After a few minutes, they were once again on the mountain path up to the village center. "See, I told you I could find the way. And this time, I'm not walking myself into exhaustion."