George stood on Reech's head, digging his claws under the bones that made her brows. "Reech, do you know who those are? They are terribly large, compared to you. Need I be worried? Or do you think I can do some good throw down with these bone splitting fighting machines?" He growled and assumed a fighting stance, darting his eyes from left to right.
Reech stretched out her wings into a dive to get below the dark clouds in order to see them. "Them? I remember them. I met them yesterday... Strange dragons they are, scaled like fish. They even speak a different language. That one there, the dark one? She's a Utysk." George flinched. "A Utysk? Oh my... I'll have to say a word to that one."