Before my hand even fully falls, I’m running as fast as I can ducking under Val’s wing and popping up along the other side. Using her scales, I find my footing and climb up to where I usually ride Draco. The spikes along her back seem to be erm- spikier than my silver dragon’s. Perhaps Draco’s DNA had already allotted me a spot as a mate upon his back, therefore allowing his future mate to ride more easily.