It wasn't long before Feris saw another figure shoot out from the trees. It was a smaller dragon, not built for the same style of fighting as his own was. Quicker and more agile. While the storm dragons weren't slow by any length, they were easily outstripped in speed by the air dragons.

He crossed his arms, watching the dragon come towards them. It was definitely fast. He wouldn't trade Arnna Suula for anything, though. It matched him perfectly. He grinned a bit once he could see the girl atop the beast's back. He held up a hand in greeting before hearing her statement. He offered a bow, as best he could from the back of his own dragon. “It is an honor to meet you, Celer Ventus,” he offered with a smile. “This here is Arnna Suula. Stormbreath, in human tongue.” The last bit was offered to Krissie. It could be seen as a shot at her ancestry, but he didn't mean it as such. He knew Elven tongue could be hard for humans to master. He wasn't sure how hard it would be for Krissie to pronounce the name as a half-elf.

With introductions done, he pointed out towards where they had first been dropped off. “Shall we go? I'm sure our masters are awaiting our return,” he said. “We'll need to celebrate with our new companions.” He rubbed the side of Suula's neck as he said this, smiling down at his dragon.