After a few moments, the dragon nudged her gently with his head and lowered himself. As Shireen was looking bewildered, Stormstrider huffed, and smoke wafted out of his maw. He then impatiently nudged her again and laid his head down on the ground, looking at her expectantly. She did not know what came over her, but it felt like her hands and feet moved on her own, and soon, Shireen mounted the base of the scaly neck. The dragon rose abruptly, making her cling to the neck, grabbing on some of the small round spikes on the side. Stormstrider jumped and flapped his wings, taking to the skies. Shireen barely registered Myrcella's worried scream in the distance.