[h1][color=2e3192]Inoth[/color][/h1]

[i]Well, I mean, clothes are clothes. If you like it, isn't that what matters?[/i] The little dragon tilted his head at her. It was then that a familiar voice caught his attention.
"He thinks that it only matters if you like it yourself." The voice belonged to Kain, who had come in when he'd seen the two of them in the shop. He absently stroked the dragon's scaly neck. Inoth wriggled happily.