Sleeping Dragon happy song

When Freyja sat up enough to paw at her chin and began babbling at her, Wildfire practically wanted to cry with relief. She wasn't harmed. She was just fine. The Bandrona let out a shaky breath and smiled crookedly at the pup. She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. There was no way she was going to risk that happening again, much as she hated to disappoint the little girl.

"How about we eat it instead?" she suggested, chest still working on loosening as she pushed herself into an upright seated position. "You wanna help me pluck out the feathers? Then we'll pick the best ones for tickling."