Hatchling

phoebe Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you Phoebe fell silent for a moment, considering quietly. ”Well, Pim is my companion so…Frey said that meant we are connected on a deeper level. He is part of me in a way.” she said with a little nod. That was probably why. Pim’s way of telling her he was hungry was by sending her that sensation through whatever it was that connected them. It might come naturally to the little dragon, but it would definitely take time for her to grow accustomed to. Pim scarfed up the last bite of meat, his belly a little distended from his meal. The finger placed in front of him was intriguing and he sniffed at it. ”That’s Emmett, Pim.” Phoebe said as the dragon looked back at her. He then eyed Emmett with one wide, pink eye before roaring squeaking at him and nuzzling his head against Emmett’s hand. Phoebe grinned brightly. ”Aw, see? He likes you.”