Sleeping Dragon strik-skyplei

He glances back, tongue lolling between his teeth and the bird, to see her chasing after him with speed. She shouts after him and he begins to slow to a stop, circling a wide range and dropping the front half of his body. The bird rolls out of his mouth then, short a few feathers along the way and one particular still sticking out the side of his mouth. Brown eyes focus on the younger girl, waiting to see if she'd take on to play or snatch the bird for herself.