They had walked in silence for a little bit, Damien working on patching up a helmet before he perked up at the sound of screams. "Orian." He said in a hushed voice, "Find out what that is."
Orian lowered himself to the ground as he sped up quietly, timing his pawfall with each other to make less sound than expected.

The Dragon stopped in the shadows of the trees, spotting the other dragon and the wounded figure. [i]"A dragon."[/i] Orian uttered, Damien moved off his dragons back and stepped forward slowly.
"I mean you no harm." He spoke quietly, moreso to the dragon than to the wounded person. He was taking a massive risk just walking out in front of a dragon with... what could potentially be its next meal. "I heard the yells. I'm not with the Kings men."
Damien tried to cover as many bases as he could as he stepped towards the wounded individual, moving to put his hand into his bag.

Orian followed close behind his rider, keeping his eyes on the dragon with a sway of his tail. He moved away from his rider and stepped towards the other dragon.
He held back his excitement and expressed the little caution that bubbled around.
[i]"Is this your... rider?"[/i] He asked the other dragon quietly, he turned his head towards his rider before returning his attention to the other dragon.

Damien looked to Orian before he moved towards the Female again. He moved to kneel beside her and scanned his eyes over her body.
"Oh jeese." He started, "That's not good..." He placed his bag down and moved to rummage through it to try to find anything to help.