Sleeping Dragon daughter of Vingolf

Deaf was he currently, though still was the boy aware that he had won. From her tiny jaws his paw had been retracted, released and then pulled away immediately after, for a repeat of what had just happened was not at all desired. His own mouth had been opened wide when he'd felt her pulling back, disinterested, then, in what she was doing. His freedom had been returned to him, and so, for the time being, Hvitserk was undoubtedly content. A soft squeak had even left his mouth, almost as if to say 'ha! I got you!', and then he was over it. For as long as the girl kept to her side and away from his teat, there would be only peace within the litter—well, from his end, anyways.