The small dragon retreated slightly, allowing Neveah the space to peel herself from where she was pressed against the chilling cold wall.
The moment Neveah stood upright, she cleared her throat lightly, still watching the small grey dragon warily.
Now that Neveah realized it was the young lord Zephyroth, Neveah realized she had no justifications to find him small at all.
Zephyroth was barely two years of age and already so much larger than a cub in size.
In human form, Neveah guessed he would still be learning to perfect his steps and speech at this age, yet he was so swift in flight already.
"He will be a great dragon, much larger than his father... perhaps as large as Xenon." Neveah muttered in awe.
"Imagor says so too." Kaliana agreed with a small smile.
Kaliana walked over to them, tugging her son by the tail out of the way, much to the young dragon's dismay.
