Hideaway Strath I know your style

Alduin let’s out a huff of breath. He can’t be mad when this mother beast look alike talks so sweet to him. 

His tail betrays his feelings as it begins wagging. A bark leaves his lips once more and he runs towards her. Planting his haunches, he paws politely at her foreleg. Come down here! He demands (nicely). If she does, he’d proceed to lick a purple tongue over her face. A ladies man, just like his father.