Chase put his hand on his chin, and then he tilted his head to the side. "What do you think?" He turned his eyes on the white dragon rolling on his bed.
Dion raised one of his ears, then he eyed his owner with question marks all over his face. He shrugged his shoulders before snuggling into the pillow. The guy stopped from walking back and forth in the room and sat beside him instead. He picked the small dragon and put it on his lap. With his scowling face, he snorted again. "Should I accept his invitation?"
Dion felt remorse and anxiousness from his master. He tapped Chase's chest using his paws and felt his heartbeat racing so fast and heavy. A white halo glowed from him, which was only visible to a dragon species like him. It took all the uneasiness from Chase's body.