Northstar Vale jump around in froggy style

Perhaps he had relaxed a bit too much. The normally wary Dragon was caught off guard as his alpha jabbed him in the ribs, and with a snarl he snapped to his feet with frightening speed and faced her, fangs bared and his coat naught but a cape of daggers. But this spectacle of defensive savagery was extremely brief; only so long as it took for his sharp eyes to find Saena. In the very next moment he was folding his ears back and averting his gaze, his expression distinctly apologetic as he flattened his fur and hooked his tail around his heels.

Nothing about her poke had warranted that reaction, but it was exactly that: a reaction. His distrust and defensiveness was so ingrained it was almost a second instinct. He came from a coast where most touches were nothing short of aggressive and one had to be quick to stay alive.

He cleared his throat. "Sorry 'bout that. Guess I thought you were going to eat me," he quipped, offering a sheepish smile.