Sleeping Dragon I'm your puppet

When he caught the boy’s attention, he swings his head around away from him with the stick dragging behind him with an uneven line drawn in the dirt. Thuringwethil chuckles softly, lowering her head back down to the ground and blowing a wave of warm air to draw the attention back to her. Before he does, she gently takes the other end of the stick between her teeth with a little pull to get him into a game of tug-o-war.