Dragoncrest Cliffs Security!

He’d been trying to soothe the skin near his flank when something touched the top of his head, making him duck closer to the ground and bare his emerging teeth instinctively. He closed his lips when he realized it was only Val- who then insisted he be cleaned properly.

Bathtime was more his kind of activity, though he did not like being called stink bug. He wrinkled his nose in distaste, before he sat with his back to Val, between his paws and lowered his head as an invitation for his masseuse to begin.