Dragon Riders

"That's all you have to say? 'Oh Well.' Who're your parents?"
The dragon huffed out in irritation.
"That's non of your business. I'm not a rider so you don't need to know that."
"Well-."
But before we could contuine our conversation the heavy sound of flapping wings alerting me. The soft roar of communicating dragons had my spine going stiff with nerves.
"Nieve fell around here so spread out and look!"
Nieve?
"My name."
My attention snapped towards the dragon, slightly concerned about the whole hearing my thoughts thing.
"Wait, how did you?"
"There's many things a rider and dragon pair can do."

Cora had lost her parents when she was six in the war between them and the corrupted, dragon riders who where warped by madness. All she had left was her parent's charms, proving they where dragon riders. She was adopted by a sweet old couple that have done almost everthing for her. That's why Cora always went into town to get food or anything else they needed. But the only way to get to town was go threw the forest that hid one of the small communities that trained there riders. She just goped they never see her.
Damien was an dragon rider, an general. He discovered he was a dragon rider when he was two, his father was actually the commander. Damien's mother died when he was thirteenth from the war, burned to death by an corrupted dragon. He replayed the burial everyday in his mind and held onto her charm like his life depended on it. It was the only thing he had left of her. The war was another reason he never courted anybody despite his dad's complaints. He didn't wanna add horror into there lives.
But that changes when he meets Cora.