He can’t seem to find his footing here, looking exactly akin to that of a bearded dragon attempting to scamper across the floor. It ends up with a fair amount of slapping reptilian legs down onto the floor, sliding over and over again until the dragonling has made it maybe the equivalent of a few inches in his attempts to reach for the treats that Lena uses as an invitation.
His head lowers curiously, slapping a foot down on the edge of the floor, a loud thunk sound accompanying it before he’s trying to run forward again. Sera, unfortunately, can’t help the amused smile from her lips – watching and trying her best not to laugh at the way the dragon attempts to make it. So she readjusts, picking up Levi and moving toward the rug in the center of the room, setting him down so he’d at least stand a fighting chance.
The dragonling’s claws dig into the fabric of the rug and he bolts toward Lena, hard enough that his pale snout smacks against her hand, awaiting the offering of a treat for all his hard work.
His head lowers curiously, slapping a foot down on the edge of the floor, a loud thunk sound accompanying it before he’s trying to run forward again. Sera, unfortunately, can’t help the amused smile from her lips – watching and trying her best not to laugh at the way the dragon attempts to make it. So she readjusts, picking up Levi and moving toward the rug in the center of the room, setting him down so he’d at least stand a fighting chance.
The dragonling’s claws dig into the fabric of the rug and he bolts toward Lena, hard enough that his pale snout smacks against her hand, awaiting the offering of a treat for all his hard work.
