Sleeping Dragon happy song

To Wildfire’s question, the silver hatchling nodded with a smile. Though lunch hadn’t been too long ago she was still slightly hungry-- especially if it was a kill from Wildfire. With a the meal presented, Freyja was also offered a very welcomed suggestion in regards to the kill. Tickling siblings-- now that was an idea! Mischief danced in her eyes at the recommendation and she nodded eagerly. “Yeah!” She would have to save some feathers. Then, when her siblings least expected anything to happen, she would have to pounce and tickle them until they piddled themselves! She would have to relay the story back to Wildfire when that happened.

Despite the promise of a meal, Freyja still wanted to throw around the bird for a little longer. Placing a paw upon the corpse, the Goufa looked to the woman with the fire-colored fur with pleading expression. “First can… can?” she struggled to find the right word in that moment, which happened more often than she would have liked. Frowning heavily, she glanced to the kill and pushed it before looking back up to Wildfire, hoping she would understand. She wanted to throw around this bird a few more times before eating! She didn’t want to waste a good time so quickly.