She's just gotta figure out how to coordinate them all at once. Easier said than done, but I'm sure she'll figure it out eventually.

[His eyes flick back over to his own dragon, who is now watching Ultima and the grifflings curiously. After a few minutes, he toddles over there and starts hopping up and down, chirruping happily, while the grifflings do their flapping demonstrations. Is he trying to help? Is he trying to fly himself? Maybe both, but that would be a little silly considering he doesn't have any wings...]

Unless a pack of six winged monsters decide to come visit next week.

[That'd be helpful, probably.]