Ash was up in the air, and Beverly was right behind her...more like under her. There had been a few times when the small dragon wobbled in the air, and more than a few times Beverly almost got a heart attack. She knew she didn't have to be as gentle with them as she might with a baby kneazle, but still. It was inevitable.

Keeping a solid grip on her wand, she wondered if runes would have helped here. To keep her fire going and more steady. Not that it wasn't, but maybe it would have given Ash more confidence. Right now it kept knocking its head as it went in between hoops.

"That's okay, Ash. Try to keep balance."