Rhyderi: *is already in the process of waking up. When he feels the weight on him, he raises a gauntlet to try and push Desiree off, grunting with effort*
Kalysto: *is also knocked over by the force of the wind gust. He crashes down onto his butt and hisses in discomfort, sighing as he watches Tiamat fly away* Dragons have no consideration for anything.
Milena: *just raises her wing tips up and curls the ends down around herself, making an aerodynamic ‘shield’ out of them. She just casually sits there and waits for the gust to pass*