"Do you trust me?” A soft deep voice asked. The creature’s gaze shifted to the human on his back. Below them laid a vast land. Wings flapping slowly, letting the wind do the work. The sound of leather squeaking caught the beast’s attention as his human shifted on his back. The saddle firmly strapped to his gliding form. “Fuck no.” His human finally muttered, green eyes looking down, his hands tightly grabbed around the saddle’s handle. Fearfully looking down at the land far below them. Among the clouds they were, far above the green hills and forests they knew as home. “Good enough for me!” Shouted the rider’s mount. His massive golden form hurled into a state of free fall. Letting gravity do its job.
The screaming man upon his back clutched tightly to the saddle. Great orange wings curled up to his sides. “Dakota you son of a bitch!” The man shouted as past the gusting wind. Dakota heard it through. “C’mon Jade it’s not that bad!” The great beast shouted past the rage of the wind. Forcing himself into a twirl the beast managed to get Jade to loosen his grip. The speed and force of the wind ripped him from the saddle. Arms flailing manically, trying to get back upon his perch. The beast wouldn’t let him. Pushing him away with a gentle slap, mindful of his claws.
Leveling Jade out, falling parallel with the trained hunter. Fearful eyes met calm lazy eyes. Dakota was relaxed, worried not of the danger. He had of course learned to live and respect the danger that this lifestyle had. Jade of course was an armature in this regard, flying for less than a year with the banished prince. Training. That was what this was. Mere training. A gentle smile graced Dakota’s face and Jade lashed out angrily. Shoving the beast in an attempt to throw him off course. “Relax.” Dakota hissed out bitterly, eyes now trained on the fast approaching ground. Forcing his body under Jade’s, the saddle offered back to his rider, who gladly took the luxury. Not a second later the breath was pushed out of his rider as great wings flew open. The wind caught under them, stopping their decent right then and there.
“I’m going to kill you!” Jade growled out in his sensitive ears. “You’re funeral.” Retorted the banished prince. A smirk clear as day on Dakota’s face. “Either you waste away our potential as a team or we train and become a aerial force to be reckoned with.” Dakota’s argument was correct, even if Jade wouldn’t admit it. “I thought we’d start off small.” Mumbled the still rattled hunter. “That was me starting small.” The beast said with a chuckle. “What you’re dad throw you off a cliff or something?” Jade countered with a grin on his face. Knowing it would get to the banished prince. Dakota saw through his ploy. “Yes.” After all he never told Jade much about his life before he learned that he was a Shadow Dakotian.
He felt the hunter abruptly learn forward in the saddle, and he fought to keep his balance. The simplest movements could steer him off path. Jade knew that, it was him who usually took control of his flight. A pilot and Dakota, the well co-pilot. “Really? King Slice threw his only heir off a cliff to see if he would fly?” The hunter inquired curiously. Dakota looked back with a scowl on his face. “Yes he did.” After that Dakota looked away, focusing on where they were going, and Jade let him. Family was a sour spot for the great beast. “You need to learn to trust me Jade. I trust you with my life, literally.” Jade didn’t respond to that and Dakota let him have the silence while they flew back towards home.