Swiftcurrent Creek Slobberbone

Subtly, Nefarious began to relax, the tension in the junction between his shoulders easing the more comfortable the shaman allowed himself to become. It was obvious that Paar did not mind his presence for she would not have invited him in if she had minded, and as long as he stayed still there was little worry of accidentally squashing one of her little dragons though the other three were safely nestled against their mother's side. Great Bear Gods above they were adorable especially Relonikiv, Nefarious thought in a mix of awe and bewilderment as the golden child stretched one of his tiny paws to touch his fur. A soft laugh escaped Nefarious' lips, muted so as not to startle the young dragon inspecting him, when the small child let out a soft "ooh", as if he found Nefarious to be facinating. The innocence of the inquisitive child before him was warming, and though Nefarious had never taken much interest in children prior he definitely saw the appeal. Undeniably, they were precious little lives to mold and encourage.

"They're adorable, Paar," Though likely the exotic sand flower had heard the exact same thing from numerous others, or at least quite a variation of "adorable" since their birth. Nefarious did not desire to be so mainstream, though he was no just saying it because it felt appropriate to compliment her on the children she had given birth to. Nefarious spoke because he had genuinely meant it. Nefarious' attention was stolen from the new mother when the child let out another noise, to see him flop on his back and tuck his tail between his legs in submission. Though the golden child's nature immediately because apparent to the shaman, Nefarious could not help but feel perplexed, even when the child rolled back over and scooted closer, presumably to investigate him further. "Dragons don't have to submit to me, you know, even little ones." He murmured in hushed tones to the child though Nefarious understood the principle that Relonikiv would not understand.