Up, up, UP! Down, down, down! Left, right, loop, and figure eights!

Rylee giggled moving her left arm through the air in front of her. She guided her dragon through the sky her eyes never once moving from her. If she lost focus now... she wasn't even sure what would happen.

Pounding footsteps on the gravel behind her reached her ears but she didn't turn around. Not even when she was asked 'How'd ya do that?!' did she falter the direction of her Ukrainian Ironbelly. "Magic," she replied the smirk clear in her voice. Laughing Rylee chanced a quick glance at her brother. "Transfiguration spell. Would you like to meet her?"

Her. As in her dragon. She was already having the dragon fly laps around the area as it came down lower and lower. Here and there she would have it do a barrel or deep dive. Basically she was just messing around and having fun with it.