Amphy rested his head placidly on Ardos's toned shoulder, blinking tiredly at the couch and looking towards the drow when his fingers brushed his cheek. Even in his not-well state he could see that he was stiff around him for reasons the faun could only speculate at. Maybe he was reading this wrong, and he was pushing his boundaries. He didn't want to lose Ardos as a companion.
When he moved to get him allergy medicine, Amphy reached over and gave the baby dragon a few soft scratches under the chin before he picked up the dragon with his free hand and made himself comfortable on the floor. The faun sniffled before offering the rubbery tip of the milk bottle to the dragon. It was nice and warmed up for her, and hopefully having something in her belly would help her settle down and go to sleep.
Speaking of sleep, Amphy was starting to really want a nap. He really wasn't what you could describe as nocturnal.
"Is that good?" He asked the baby dragon he was feeding. "Is it tasty?"
When he moved to get him allergy medicine, Amphy reached over and gave the baby dragon a few soft scratches under the chin before he picked up the dragon with his free hand and made himself comfortable on the floor. The faun sniffled before offering the rubbery tip of the milk bottle to the dragon. It was nice and warmed up for her, and hopefully having something in her belly would help her settle down and go to sleep.
Speaking of sleep, Amphy was starting to really want a nap. He really wasn't what you could describe as nocturnal.
"Is that good?" He asked the baby dragon he was feeding. "Is it tasty?"