Arlin watched the two and nodded, "If we can I'd like to wait as long as possible before we split them up; as long as the little dragon doesn't burn the barn down." 
  She knew he was too young to do so at the moment, but children grew, and as they grew they could very well grow more mischevious. 

Corin burrowed into the hay and snorted, [i]I was bored and he seemed like the perfect playmate.....he had scales like mine after all.[/i]
  Flapping his wings he poked his head out and looked up at the foal, then felt his stomach give a small protest of hunger. 
  
Wining slightly he walked out and sniffed the air, [i]I'm hungry.[/i]