He eyed her a moment. -Where?-
"About a mile and a half that way." She pointed east. "It's an old abandoned warehouse. Most of it has collapsed, but there's still a couple rooms and a basement. Me and my friends found it years ago. We used to play there. I don't think anyone else knows it's there, or if they do, they don't care about it."
-But what if your friends find me there? Your people cannot know of me. If you reveal me to them I'll kill you.- Star growled.
Ailyn rolled her eyes. "They haven't been there for over five years, that I know of. Besides, I only found the basement a couple years ago. I never mentioned it to them, so, if they do happen to come, you can just hide there." She shrugged. "There's more space down there anyway, and the roof doesn't leak."
-But will I have a source of water? And how am I supposed to hunt in this condition?- Star asked worriedly.
"The river runs near it." Ailyn answered. "As for the food... I think there's fish in the river, if you can set up a trap or something. I might be able to rbing some, if you don't eat me." She shot a glare at him along with the last words.
-I guess that'll do and I won't eat you. I told you, I don't like my food raw. And as long as I can trust you, I would do nothing to harm you.- Star carefully got up, groaning in pain as he tried.
"Ready?" Ailyn asked, wondering if she had anything to help with pain back at home that would be strong enough for a dragon. Why do you even care? Don't waste medicine on someone who hates you.
-Not really...- Star stumbled a little when he tried to walk and hit the ground. -I don't know if I can make it that far...-
Great. Juuuust great. Ailyn thought. "Now what?"
-We try. We don't have much of a choice, unless you're just giving up and leaving me to die.- Star tried again. -Please help me...-
"How?" Ailyn asked hopelessly. "I can't carry you -" She cut off, thinking. "How much do you weigh?"
-Just help support me on that side!- Star growled, ignoring her question. -It's not that hard, I just need support.-
Ailyn sighed, a smiled quirking at her lips as she moved into position. "Titchy tichy. Just don't fall on me. I'd rather keep all my bones in the shape they're in."
-I'm young, my bones are still hallow. I'm still light.- Star told her. -I shouldn't be that heavy to you.-
Ailyn took some of his weight, her eyes widening in surprise at how light he was. He probably didn't weigh much more than her. "I guess you'd have to be light, to keep yourself up. Or just have one heck of a wingspan." She said as they started slowly towards the warehouse.
"How old are dragons when they get heavy?" She asked, curious.
-It depends on the dragon. Some age rapidly, fully grown in a few years. Others grow to full maturity in about twenty years. And then some can live over a hundred years before they get heavy.- Star explained to her. -I'm getting to a point I should start getting heavy very soon.-
"And how old are you?" Ailyn asked, then thought that it might be an offensive question. She knew nothing about dragon culture and manners.
-Twenty-one years. Still quite young. How old are you? You seem rather mature... Twenty-seven? Twenty-eight?- He asked. Dragons were slower to age than humans, usually.
"Seventeen." Ailyn answered. "You know, you're probably the first person to ever get my age wrong."