Sleeping Dragon Unpredictable

The sting in his paw began to fade, slowly as burns did. It could have been worse, he thought, but Wildfire seemed worried. She leaned in close, their faces almost touched. Hush's mouth opened, the ghost of an embarrassed and flustered yelp fading through as he jumped back. Had he been human, he might have blushed fiercely, but for now his sheepish grin morphed into a nervous smile. He shook his paw: It's alright! He hoped Wildfire would understand and not get that close to him again.