I am far too old for this, Fogclaw, be gentle with your passenger, his mind connected with the creature.
There is a dragon nearby, we must fly closer to the trees or it will see us, Fogclaw’s reply was sharp and brittle, carrying a sense of urgency.
Then fly my friend, but please try not to unseat me, Joaken replied, clutching even tighter to his mount.
-From Hunt, an entry in the Tome of CHAOS