She once again had a corse of color. It lighting up more violently if he was to notice such a small thing. The wind was picking up. She would look briefly where he was before down at the Apple in her hand. "I'm fine going where ever you think is best. Never had a sense of direction. " she would say trying to eat as much of the apples as she could. Finding her self becoming full quicker than she remembered she would. It was nice being close to something that shared her, size. Being around large dragons for most of her life Left her in a sort of daze. The fact she was not dead already. 

She watched him do what she assumed was a grooming ritual. She would Pat down her hair herself. She had never been far from her home. This entire adventure allowed her to explore new places. The best she had gotten was A ride with her dragon. Yet she was so afraid of falling she didn't open her eyes the entire trip. The closest she ever got To a male. It had finnaly set it. A fierce wave of heat corsed her body; yet the wind had yet to gust. Hopefully he wouldn't notice to much.