A certain baby dragon is over the goshdarn moon to see his big darkin dad has returned. He shows off how fierce he's become while dad was gone buying milk.
The larger being eyes narrow at the small creature, finally crouching down to look at his small excited wiggly form that rolled and bounced around. Aatrox couldn’t help but chuckle at the baby dragon, his large clawed pointer finger extending to hold itself out at him. “Greetings small one, I apologize for disappearing for a while. The cold makes me sleepy, I will soon have to walk to warmer lands to avoid being buried in snow. In the meantime I plan to stay around, I hope you were alright in my absence.”








