Sleeping Dragon daylight

It was once he settled onto his haunches that she got onto her own paws. Clearing the short distance between them, she pressed her face to his shoulder and sighed happily. She had always wondered why he did not sleep with them in the den and opted to sleep beneath the stars. She thought that they den was quite a cozy tangle and his presence would be all the more comfortable. But she did not dare voice her opinion. Instead, she drew back from her embrace as he asked something of her. She was to decide what she wanted them to do.

Falling back to sit once more, the eldest Goufa looked up to her father with concentration. There was so much that she wanted to do with him! They could chase bugs, smell plants, run around-- the options were endless! And yet, she remained speechless. Tilting her head with a pouted lip she looked up to him with confusion, not finding the right words in that moment.