[that makes sense. Sorey is the lime, obviously. you don't want to attack your summoner.]

Ummmm. He says you can't help it. But people keep telling me I can help things. So maybe he's wrong?

[Geir coils the very end of his tail in front of Sorey's ankles, making a tiny, tiny barrier between him and Mikleo; he's ready to yank Sorey back, but he also tilts his head towards Mikleo sympathetically.]

You look pretty cool like this. It's a lot bigger than when you're dragon shaped normally... if your wings are broader, you can catch the thermals better. You'll probably like it, when the battle-fever goes away.