strength to argue, so he just sighed heavily. ‘And then there's the rocking... As if I were on a boat.’ Fen snorted, sensing it was a dig at him. ‘It’s not your fault. I know.’ The dragon began scratching the bess behind the ear more vigorously.
‘If you practise regularly, you’ll get used to it.’ Kei smiled even wider and was the only one to approach the beast without the slightest sign of fear. ‘You keep saying that yourself.’
‘Touché.’ The werewolf’s argument was irrefutable, and Draco had no intention of coming across as a hypocrite. ‘You had quite a show there.’
‘It was quite a sight, wasn’t it.’ Ari chuckled, but immediately tried to cover it up. He didn’t manage it very well, as his chuckle turned into a snort. ‘Well, we shouldn’t laugh, because the first time we learnt to ride at the Enpine training camp, we didn’t do much better.’
‘On horseback? Or something else?’ The dragon took an interest in a topic none of them had mentioned before. Besides, since the reptile had arrived in Ed’heer, he hadn’t seen any of the four standing before him on any mount.
‘No, at first they trained us on warags.’ Vi grimaced, not seeming particularly fond of the memory. ‘Lousy beasts.’
‘You’re only saying that because they were pulling your hair the whole time,’ Kei suddenly protested. ‘The wargs weren’t that bad; you just had to be a bit patient with them.’
‘You were the only one who managed to ride your warg during the first lesson,’ Vi reminded him, almost reproachfully. ‘It took everyone else ages, and the ride itself didn’t last very long anyway. They were shaking all the time and lurching in all directions. A disaster.’
‘That's not true,’ the werewolf clearly had no intention of letting the matter drop. ‘They were agile and quite fast. You just had to get a feel for their movements, that’s all. That’s the whole secret.’ He shrugged and sat down next to the dragon with a thud. Surprisingly, Fenrir didn’t take any notice and merely glanced at Kei.
