Sleeping Dragon strik-skyplei

Scampering after him, it is clear by the lull in his speed that he is only playing; or that is how she sees it, and the anger she feels - that possessiveness - stutters a bit along with her pace. The girl's tail lashes at her hocks, then arches across her back when faced with Gavriel. Give it back! She demands with a sneer, showing off her front teeth as if she really means business. Seregryn is playing, to a point, and cannot shake the sharp aggression which flavors her reaction, but she has tempered it somewhat.