Aren had just gotten back from a fight with some revolting Varden company. "Waise Heil!" He yells out healing his cuts and minor injuries. "Well, that went.......okay." He says to his dragon, Gladëm. Suurrre. Cause our own troops revolting against us is okay. Gladëm says sarcastically in Aren's mind. That's the thing about Riders and their dragon's, they can talk to each other telepathically. Dragons can't actually say words, only with their mind. "Shut up you." Aren scolds Gladëm with a scowl. Whatever. Gladëm says rolling his eyes. "Stop being like that!" Aren yells with a small laugh. Like what? Gladëm says with a dragon laugh. When dragons laugh, it's like a series of small rising and falling growls. "Let's find the others." Aren says climbing onto Gladëm's back for the third time that day.