Skye was scared. He was learning to fly with droplet the articuno, and me, malfoy, the dragonite. Skye was a little baby tailow, and we were posing as his parents while rainbow, his mother, and cloud, his father, were out hunting for sunkern and Caterpie. They were masters main duo in double battles, although me and droplet were his strongest. Skye rode on my back first, but he fell of and spread his wings, and... Took off. I lifted him up while using dragon rush, and he used... Hurricane? He must have learnt it just lately. Anyway, the blue blur got sucked into the strong winds, and they both exploded into blue and white smoke and sparkles.