Leaning against a tree indeed, Aren seemed to be having a nice nap- Until Lydia's little nudge. A sigh escaped him, eyes opening to squint at her before he gave a soft chuckle, taking the offered water with a nod of thanks.
"Thank you, Lydia. Any sign of big red?" 

Big Red, his fond term for the rogue dragon they were on the hunt for. He straightened with a muffled grunt, sipping at his water and striding forward a small ways.
"And I'm already not pleased. With as many apples as he gets in a day his gut will sag to his knees soon enough."
Thankfully, his tone was light with humor. It was fairly hard to seriously displease Aren, really. He turned his eyes to the sky in a bored manner, slipping the thumb of one hand into his belt and letting it hang there, the other idly sloshing the water in his cup back and forth between sips as he scanned his gaze over the clouds above. It was hard to tell whether he was looking for 'Big Red', or just watching the clouds because he could.