Silverlight Terrace came across a cosmic serpent with hands woven into his hair

leaving it up to you if behemoth actually success at anything in his post.

He softly chuckled at the boy's return action. While he may have admired the boy for such brave antics that didn't mean he was ready to let him get by with them. Behemoth would lunge a bit closer and clicked his teeth a bit more forceful this time, with hopes of giving the boy a pinch. He was not trying to break skin only merely make contact. Perhaps a bruise at most would be left.

His tail swayed over his back with a more playful intention than he had had in a while — but the wild glint in his eye shouldn't be ignored.