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Drake was admittedly a little surprised by the Fanghur’s insistent nudge, but found no trouble in stroking the reptile’s muzzle calmly, comforted by the soft vibrations let off by the creature’s happy crooning. He didn’t seem at all bothered by the size of the creature, and in fact had a natural way about how he treated him. As if he had dealt with Fanghur before, though he certainly had never met one, let alone touched one. Out of everyone here, he felt Fell was the most trustworthy of them all. And perhaps his rider, as well, though mostly Fell. Perhaps he was a bit biased in that sense.

A Fanghur, can’t say I’ve heard of that before... If only Kyle could have been here to see this. He would’ve loved it.

Drake could envision it clearly, his younger brother’s rosy cheeks and wide, green eyes, filled with wonderment and awe. Smiling his adorable, naive smile. It was a somewhat comforting thought.

A thought that was immediately broken when a girl suddenly teleported to them, tumbling onto the ground. She didn’t seem much bothered by the fall, having immediately led into a question, but he couldn’t help but ask, “Are you alright?” The boy quirked an eyebrow at her odd and sporadic behavior, not entirely sure how to interpret it.

At this point, a large armored… thing - at least, that was the only word Drake could attach to it - had approached, moving to inspect Fell. Instinctively, the boy’s silver eyes flashed threateningly in warning and a low growl came out.