The little black creature clung to Mana and stretched out its claw towards Raven.
"I think it wants you to touch it," Mana said softly.
Raven nodded and held out a finger, which was immediately grabbed by the creature.
"What is this thing?" Fox asked curiously, peering at them from a distance.
"Maybe it's a dragon after all?" King Jaren murmured.
Mana and Raven examined the little thing. It really did resemble a miniature western style dragon, Mana realised. It had smooth black scales that were soft to touch, and large luminous eyes which matched Mana's own – emerald green with specks of amber and silver. On its throat was a circular patch which looked just like the opal on Raven's finger.
The little thing was about half the size of Mana's forearm.
"So cute," Mana muttered and rubbed its head gently.
The little dragon purred like a little kitten.
Mana blinked in confusion and asked Raven, "Do dragons purr like this?"
