[ The moment Diarmuid slips out from between them, Berserker scoots forward and pulls Waver into his lap. It looks a little bit desperate, but he can't care. Waver's extra warmth is far too enticing to worry about anything like dignity. He nuzzles against the turnskin's neck for a moment before he rests his chin on top of his head. Their size difference is almost comical like this... ]
Hmph...Hurry up.
[ The fussiest dragon in the all the land is here. Don't give into him. ]
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[ The moment Diarmuid slips out from between them, Berserker scoots forward and pulls Waver into his lap. It looks a little bit desperate, but he can't care. Waver's extra warmth is far too enticing to worry about anything like dignity. He nuzzles against the turnskin's neck for a moment before he rests his chin on top of his head. Their size difference is almost comical like this... ]
Hmph...Hurry up.
[ The fussiest dragon in the all the land is here. Don't give into him. ]