"My ride should be around here somewhere," Kilarhas said, looking around. "As soon as we came out of the tavern and into this alley she has been watching us, ready to ave me if anything were to go wrong."
Then he whistled, a low, loud whistle, then a large shape leapt from the building behind them and onto the ground. The dragon had been crouching on the rooftop, watching. The silver dragon was large and slender, five feet at her shoulder. She had two large wings, four legs, a long tail, and a slender neck and horned head.
Lorin leapt back as the dragon landed, but the dragon just stood there, watching them with her large silver eyes.
"This is Keyne," Kilarhas said, patting the dragon on the neck. "Keyne, this is Gen Kaziru and Lorin Silverith."
The dragon bowed her head, keeping eye contact with Lorin.
"If you agree, we can ride her," Kilarhas said. "It will be considerably faster flying."