Makan closed his eyes as Sara began singing. Her voice was soft and sweet, and the melody was soothing. In the East, dragons were more affiliated with water and thunder, but he himself was blessed with affinity for flame. His eyelids felt so heavy that he couldn't open them.

His tail twitched slowly in time to the rhythm, and a purr emanated from his chest. It could be felt more than heard, even in the ground. By the time Sara finished Makan was fast asleep.