Bane playfully tapped his nose against his hand, a low rumble emitting from him, as he looked expectantly. Lord Rayne placed his hand between Bane’s nostrils, feeling the hardness of those glittery scales. And then he began petting him.
“He likes you,” Vera remarked.
“Does he?”
Bane tapped his nose against Lord Rayne’s chest, nearly knocking him over, before swiveling his head around to Vera, whom was laughing. “Yes. He wants to play.”
“Dragons don’t play with their food, do they?” He joked, coming to Vera’s side.
“Not usually.” She looked into Bane’s gaze. “He’s restless..”
“We all are.”
“Something is happening somewhere, but I don’t know what or why.”
“Being dragon bonded makes you sensitive to the world as well,” he stated.
She gave a nod.
“You said he wants to play. How does
