The sun rose against the forests of the Greefall Nation, a dark blue dragon rested against a large flat stone in the sunrise. They breathed in happily before they let out a small jet of glittered breath.
A armoured figure leaned against the bottom of the rock, writing in a book as he watched the sunrise. They sighed before they pulled off their leather-like helmet from their head.

As the helmet pulled off, the males thick brown mess of a hairdo stuck upwards from the sweat and the heat from inside the helmet.
The Dragon looked back towards his rider before moving to press his tail gently against the riders head. "Hey," The rider said with a wave of his hand, getting the tail off his head, "How about you not do that Orian."
Orian gave a small huff before he stood and fanned out his wings a little bit. "Don't sulk." The rider said with a smirk, "You'll have more time today to pester me."
"It's not pestering!" Orian replied, hopping up to stand perfectly on all fours, "It's bonding! Dragons and Riders need to bond Damien!"

Damien only smirked in reply, moving to run his hand gently over his dragons neck and shoulder.
"Orian, we've been partners for over two years now." He said with a smirk. "We don't need to bond, you want to bond." He said with a bit of a laugh.