"Perhaps if you talked--"
The rest of his words were lost, drowned out by sudden explosion of Tro's attack. Okay then... Sheridan watched for a moment, stunned into silence. Tro had always been a strong fighter, but he had never seen him so aggressive, blinded by rage, even after the bear had been defeated.
"Tro. Tro, enough, Tro! What the jack, Tro, stop it!"
He hated those bears as much as anyone else, but he wasn't going to bear them until they were nothing but blood and stuffing.
"ENOUGH TRO!"
The dragon growled, suddenly taking his natural form, then reaching out to grab Petro, taloned hands yanking him away from the bear then wrapping around him in an iron grip. Wings spread, he was in the air, leaping away from the mountain and diving toward the ground with his friend held firmly in his grasp. The growl and force in his grip made it clear this was not over! Petro would talk to him, even if he had to sit on him and tie him to a rock!
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