[ Waver smiles faintly, and once again resumes gently stroking his warm fingers over Berserker's back and wings. He doesn't try to keep chatting with the obviously sleepy dragon, spending some time just enjoying the novel feeling of his cool scales beneath his fingertips.
It's actually very relaxing. With Berserker nodding off, and the soothing rhythm of his breathing and the petting getting to Waver too, it's not too long before Waver decides that he's not entirely comfortable in a sitting-up position.
Gently, trying not to wake him -- or at least not too much -- Waver shifts to slide Berserker off his lap and onto the blankets. He'll adjust the nest accordingly, intending to curl up alongside him by the fire. ]
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[ Waver smiles faintly, and once again resumes gently stroking his warm fingers over Berserker's back and wings. He doesn't try to keep chatting with the obviously sleepy dragon, spending some time just enjoying the novel feeling of his cool scales beneath his fingertips.
It's actually very relaxing. With Berserker nodding off, and the soothing rhythm of his breathing and the petting getting to Waver too, it's not too long before Waver decides that he's not entirely comfortable in a sitting-up position.
Gently, trying not to wake him -- or at least not too much -- Waver shifts to slide Berserker off his lap and onto the blankets. He'll adjust the nest accordingly, intending to curl up alongside him by the fire. ]