Moonspear be devout to hunger, child

Drogon’s ears perk at Wraen’s question, a smirk growing upon his muzzle as he swears he hears her stomach rumble. He can’t help but feel that asking him if he is hungry is like asking him if he’s ready for a fight: which is, essentially, always a yes. He’s a growing boy, after all. He doesn’t act like it ( well …sometimes he does ) but he is and he could eat all day long if he knew it wouldn’t make him sick ( or if he wouldn’t potentially eat himself to death ). “I could go for some food.” He responds, which was really a sly way of saying “I’m always hungry” without sounding like some sort of ravenous beast. “If course I will.” He accepts her invitation speaking as if he’s appalled that she thought he would refuse ( and truth be told he kind of was ). “Ladies first.” He gestures her to take the lead in their tracking of, presumably a deer as she stated that was what she was truly hungry for …and what kind of gentleman would be to deny the lady her wish?

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