[Ali simply springs at him, much to the cheering of the crowd. A wiser man might shove him away or grapple him or anything but what Concord does, which is catch him in a bearish hug. He does stagger backwards as he tries to get a decent hold on the slippery dragon in his arms- lifting him right off the ground for his trouble. Which does makes Concord whinny out a laugh-]
Ali-! I reckon that's enough-! [is it, though? Has he actually gone down from it? Or does he just have his arms full of precious cargo now?]
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Ali-! I reckon that's enough-! [is it, though? Has he actually gone down from it? Or does he just have his arms full of precious cargo now?]