"Wow, not surprised he lost it!" he laughed, eyes widening a little when he saw the piece of wall with the dragon on it. He ran his fingers over it, remembering the day, and a small tingle ran through his fingers. He glanced at her and grinned. "Want to see something even better?" he asked, and before she answered he held his hand over the drawing.
A soft blue light started to flow from his Rider's mark, into the drawing, and after a few seconds he drew his hand back. His fingers flexed slightly and he slowly rolled his wrist till his palm was facing upward. The stream of blue light, filled with small glittering sparks was forming a dragon, the same shape and size as the drawing. As they sat there it started moving, wings flapping and head tossing. The tail swing from side to side as it's feet stamped. Richie laughed at the way it looked so much like Saphira now, but it didn't surprise him. He flicked his wrist and the dragon took off, circling upwards until it disappeared into a shower of sparkles. They fell back down and formed along the lines of the drawing on the piece on Rachel's lap.