"Krosis bormah" the little dragon said. It's voice high and squeaky,  nothing at all like the massive rumble it would have at full size. "Body hard to control when new. " Clearly this one was more advanced than the rest of the litter. It was at the moment a soft charcoal black but would darken enough to give the night sky a run for it's money so to speak. "Hungry now. "

The dragon on Sephiroth's feet continued to sleep,  ignoring his statement.

"I need to head back to the kitchen,  you and Dragon-man are welcome anytime. " Anuriel said. 

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"T'vor scared him and now he's acting dramatic,  I figured bringing the fool here would cure him. " Azurael said. She then slyly added "Stupid can't be cured though. "

Damien stood in gobsmacked silence.