Sleeping Dragon governed by sound reason and true religion

Unsurprising considering her energy, Freyja was developing fast. She spent slightly less time snuggled to warm adult fur and more time wriggling away from them in search of adventure. Things were beginning to smell different, but Rey was more interested in their taste — and had developed a real thing for gumming claws. The most recent claw was a claw she had never gummed on before, but she didn't know that. She just knew that it was gumming time, and she didn't mind that there was no milk involved, because her fluffy belly was still swollen from her most recent feeding. So on she gummed, her bottom half wriggling lightly, fully intent upon growing a very fine set of teeth one day.