Connor stood still in complete silence, staring stoically at both Derok and Stone, the only way of knowing that he was still actually alive being the occasional blinking of his eyes and the steady rising and falling of his chest as he breathed. He smirked slightly as Stone climbed swiftly onto his Dragon's back and pulled back on the reigns. The baring of the teeth was clearly done on purpose.
"Intimidatory tactics already, sir? Very nice." Connor complimented, gesturing towards the bared teeth before turning around and walking to Kijani. He had no preparations to make; she was already saddled up and he already had his weapons. They were planning on training, anyway, just not in this way. Nevertheless, Connor was looking forward to it.
As he pulled himself up the side of Kijani and swung a leg over her back, he began considering what plan of attack he could carry out. To him, attack was the best form of defence. Perhaps he could carry out a certain move he had been envisaging. Of course, he hadn't actually tried it out yet because he needed to be fighting someone else on another Dragon. Potentially, he could be looking at his own death if it went horribly wrong but jumping onto his opponent's mount and hijacking it in mid-flight wasn't something anyone would expect.
Connor took hold of the reigns confidently now that he had an attacking plan. He glanced towards Stone and nodded once before firmly patting Kijani on the side of the neck and pulling up on the reigns. Kijani then took off from the ground, her wings flapping slowly and gracefully in the air as Connor reached behind him and gripped the hilt of his two-handed sword with both hands, pulling it out of its sheath. He had the utmost confidence in Kijani not to cause him to fall off now that he had both hands off of the reigns. Besides, there was such a strong connection between both of them that Kijani pretty much always knew what she needed to do.