The drake's eyes screwed themselves shut as they froze, bracing for impact... Only for that impact never to come. Seems that rock-centric diet's done wonders for their skin, it's tougher than it looks! ❝Oh. Your teeth aren't even sharp.❞ Was that... Disappointment in their voice?
❝ACK--❞ Smolder screeched out in both surprise and frustration as they were stopped in their tracks, going into a vain flailing fit almost immediately. ❝That's not fair, put me down!❞
Squinting up at him... ❝You're on.❞ Here they come, lunging at him teeth first!
❝Nah, I know it's what you meant, don't worry.❞ Crossing their arms, giving a proud little huff. ❝I could probably beat you in a fight, honestly.❞
❝I don't know what that is. I'm still gonna bite you though.❞
❝I'm gonna be a vampire, so I can bite people and NOT get arrested. Sup?❞
Well shucks, now he's got them all proud of themselves, tail wagging and everything. ❝Pfft, probably yeah! As you said, I'm literally the best.❞ There's that easily-inflated ego.
❝Well yeah, duh. I literally breathe fire.❞ Punctuating their statement with a tiny puff of blue flames, just to show off. ❝Try not to get too jealous.❞
❝What culture? I just think they're dumb. Also my legs are already warm. I'm always warm.❞