Keeping Up Appearances

They had intended to have a calming day with just rider and dragon but this was anything but relaxing.

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The Paw Patrol get a helping hand (2)

rider drank what was left in the cup before setting it down. "felt good didnt it?" asked rider. he just lay there panting. rider reached over and rubbed his side. marshall pawed at rider's arm.

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A Promise

He replaced his forearms with his wings so that they wrapped around his rider, and with his forepaws now free he used them to gently rub along his rider's shoulders.

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The Secret

This story takes place a month after the chapter "saphira's first" eragon and his dragon saphira at first glance were like any dragon and rider, besides the fact that they were the last free dragon and rider of course.

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Eragon - The Little Things in Life

Arya replied coolly, all signs of life from the rider completely non-existent. "because if he was dead, i would be too. remember, dragon's follow their riders into the void." saphira snorted, still very distressed.

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Commission: In Flight

Once he was close enough to the ground, the rider hopped off and was greeted by several workers with axes at their shoulder. the rider was a brown-haired man with a bit of stubble and a strong look about him.

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A tale of Twilight

A few minutes later, another two dragon and rider pairs joined them, the dragons joining the private conversation while all the riders looked at each other in confusion.

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A Rider's Love

Eragon licked his cracked lip again. He flinched at the sting, and at the strong metallic taste that invaded his tongue. He spat some of it, yet its trace lingered, a constant reminder of how defeat tasted. The stillness of the night did not make it...

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Midnight Riders

_Blood._ A branch whipped across her face and she grunted. Something warm was flowing down her cheek. _Blood._ She wiped the thin trickle off her face and whimpered. She could taste something salty in her fur; was it sweat or were it tears? Perhaps...

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Midnight Riders

Which is exactly what happened to the midnight rider. an old but serviceable ship, the rider was a modified patrol craft, designed for long, solitary patrols across a system.

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