Sleeping Dragon governed by sound reason and true religion

Freyja’s giggles delighted him and he couldn’t help but give them in return while Hvitserk too a moment to adjust. He doesn’t even realize what just occurred as he runs his nose between them, content with the two for a moment that he doesn’t see Eske at first. When the dark blob comes into view, he picks his head up just as his son his waving a paw at him and his daughter comes even closer. He shifts his weight and awkwardly moves a paw to sweep behind her, scooping her up into the puppy pile of two other puppies where his content to remain.