Sleeping Dragon a quiet procurement

Of course not! :D

With a good couple of cracked ribs, and a cleanly snapped front paw, Cirrus had no chance of escaping. For now Heda wished he stayed within or extremely close to the cave, under surveillance. Cirrus had no objections. He found the pain was lessened when he lay extremely still. His ribs were easing up now, but he was concerned about his leg. Cirrus currently sat in the entrance to his cave, peering out at the sunny day. He edged out of the canopy so that he could catch some of the blessed rays of sun; his cave was cold at night.
 
Unable to twist back on himself, Cirrus’s fur was now matted and dirty. He smelled no contagion on his leg though; Lucani was good. He spotted her now, heading towards him with a superior air, trailing something from the sides of her mouth. Storm wagged his tail and lowered his stance immediately, now used to his prisoner status. Company was worth any level of embarrassment at what he had to do to obtain it.
 
Storm called out eagerly on her approach, to ensure she was indeed coming to him and not simply sauntering past; “Lucani! I pressed my toes and they didn’t hurt!”
His leg still did though but small victories were all he had.