Nova Peak Black Dragon

He dwelled on Masque's revelation. While he had never been close with his older siblings, albeit Masque themself, the longevity of their idea astounded him a bit—it was Redd's place he would take. He always knew them to be the serious kind when it came to important things; this idea had been brewing for awhile now. Despite this, he remained unphased. It would be a lot of time before then.

You neveh know who'll come back thehhe dayhh, y'know.. He pointed out hesitantly; blindsided still by their mother's reappearance. 

Again, the Caru rejected the thought of leadership. What surprised him was their revelation that he was their favorite.

Gee, thankhh, He responded with a laugh, flattered as he embraced their gesture. The Caru was undoubtedly his closest friend and sibling, however his freshly boosted ego shaped the way he expressed it. You're noh hho bad after all.

They swung around and he seized the opportunity to nip at their tail. Try and hhtop me! I get braggin' righthh. 

Their conversation had distracted him from noticing they had a pursuer. Saturday's Sunset had done quite the job of concealing herself. She prowled, and it was him that was her mark.

At the last moment he hears her, Sunset, as she nearly pounces on him. Turning, he hops back in surprise at the sight of his denmate. Lookh whah we have here! he yaps.

Growling a playful note, he then drops into a play bow. Show me what you got!