Cabhan nods to Anara at the offer, knowing that the health of his dragon was more important then overdoing it and possibly harming the both of them. Once she took off, sapphire launched into the air, his legs tucking and his large feathered wings open to full extent. Luckily, there was a bit of breeze that was enough for the flit wit to glide on. This allows for Sapphire to conserve the majority of his energy and actually make the flight. 

Ten hours later, Sapphire and Cabhan make an elegant landing. Sapphire's large wings fold and Cabhan swings off, removing the bags so that Sapphire can get a bit of a cool down. Sapphire chirps and looks at Rolf, ears pricked as if the dragon understood the man fully. Seeing this, Cabhan chuckles. [color=lightcoral]"Little is an understatement, but yes it was quite nice"[/color] With a smile he rubs Sapphire's neck.