Hideaway Strath Takin' lives without a consequence

Alduin's furious snarls and gargles were almost cute if they weren't concerning.
If Derg wasn't looking he'd think he was choking. Looking at him, he did look a bit fat. Maybe Simmik should teach him manners.

This time, he didn't dodge or block the child's attack. Needle-like teeth dug into his thick ruff, just about poking into his skin. Sharp nails made it through to scratch his chest. Derg shook his whole body, trying to make enough turbulence to shake off the brindle potato.