[ WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS BIRD (he quickly lets it out but gets a few panicked scratches in the process)
Allen has just slid down and has turned back to the dragon when Sansa arrives. He's patting it lightly along the neck, looking intent and a bit concerned as he takes in the deep gouges. The blood is only oozing from it by this point, but the wounds it had taken during its fight with the previous dragon were certainly part of why it was already weakened.
It leaves his cloak looking a little wild and tattered as well. Not just from the fight which has it looking kind of... smoldered... and sooty, but it's shifting like a restless living thing. The corruption is incredibly high in this area right now, after all. And Timcanpy has slipped out by now as well, hovering and watching the dragon in some apparent worry. ]
Lady-- Alayne! [ There's a slight pause, but he did catch himself despite his brain still trying to catch up after... dragon... but there might be people around. He looks startled to see her, especially being borne aloft by such a huge white raven of an omen. ]
Are you alright...? [ He looks... questionable, but alive. He's let his mask and cowl down so the lower half of his face looks cherry red and uncomfortably burnt -- badly so at the edges of his face -- but he smiles at seeing her, looking relieved.
Next to him though, there is a rumble. A shuddered sort of deep exhalation, as the dragon begins to stir. Rolling itself to one side to upright itself on the knuckle of its wing, it gives its head a slight shake before turning -- and fixing its gaze directly on the two teenagers. Eyes as big as either of their hands, and a clear, extremely intelligent pale grey that dilate and then narrow as there's a quiet rumble deep in its chest. ]
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Allen has just slid down and has turned back to the dragon when Sansa arrives. He's patting it lightly along the neck, looking intent and a bit concerned as he takes in the deep gouges. The blood is only oozing from it by this point, but the wounds it had taken during its fight with the previous dragon were certainly part of why it was already weakened.
It leaves his cloak looking a little wild and tattered as well. Not just from the fight which has it looking kind of... smoldered... and sooty, but it's shifting like a restless living thing. The corruption is incredibly high in this area right now, after all. And Timcanpy has slipped out by now as well, hovering and watching the dragon in some apparent worry. ]
Lady-- Alayne! [ There's a slight pause, but he did catch himself despite his brain still trying to catch up after... dragon... but there might be people around. He looks startled to see her, especially being borne aloft by such a huge white raven of an omen. ]
Are you alright...? [ He looks... questionable, but alive. He's let his mask and cowl down so the lower half of his face looks cherry red and uncomfortably burnt -- badly so at the edges of his face -- but he smiles at seeing her, looking relieved.
Next to him though, there is a rumble. A shuddered sort of deep exhalation, as the dragon begins to stir. Rolling itself to one side to upright itself on the knuckle of its wing, it gives its head a slight shake before turning -- and fixing its gaze directly on the two teenagers. Eyes as big as either of their hands, and a clear, extremely intelligent pale grey that dilate and then narrow as there's a quiet rumble deep in its chest. ]