With her friends' conversations shaking her out of her frozen state, Berkley picked up her hammer, finding that it conveniently had a strap attached to it, one that she could sling over her back. She closed her eyes, trying to calm down. Everyone else was trying to figure out their next move, but here she was, not behaving the way she was taught to behave. The large pyroclasmic dragon sensed her nerves and bent down to blow warm air at her. Surprised, Berkley opened her eyes to the sight of the dragon's snout. Was it trying to help soothe her? The girl, despite her feelings from just a moment ago, smiled and brought a trembling hand to the dragon, petting it.
She turned to her friends, finally joining their discussion. They had decided to fly to the city, like what their dream entailed. Berkley warily climbed onto the dragon's back, finding its scales to be warm to the touch. She expected herself to get burned, but the temperature was actually quite nice. After both creature and rider watched two of their group take to the skies, Berkley's dragon immediately followed suit, as if to show that it could do what they could do too. Berkley had barely grasped the scales, almost slipping off the dragon's back. She scrambled for a better hold, making sure she was safe, all the while thinking that, if this really was real, it'd be such a cool adventure to tell her family!
Like Alex, every time she had the dream, she was too amazed by the scenery to take note of the path to the city. She had a vague recollection, but unless she saw for herself, she wouldn't know which direction to start off. She waited for Alexander, and anyone else who knew the way, to lead the crew.