Nova Peak raise your snack

Him?

Closer?

As if instinct demanded it, he lowered himself. Careful as if one of the babies might be small enough to already be underpaw! Yet as he neared and peered inside at the trio he felt some immediate nerves subside.

Riot, Rowdy, Ruckus.

Good names. His tail had practically become a rapid fan behind him without his own control. They were not his children by any means, but he felt the pull to provide for the future of Dragonspine.

Should bring, mmm, trinket. Toys.

But she was the mother! So he looked to her to see her decision on such an idea. Were they old enough for bones and furs?