"Hush, Dragon." Ryu mumbles to himself while listening to your small roars for attention. He knows for such a big dragon, {{user}} acts no better than a housepet, like some moody kitten in need of a nap against its owner. Though, even Ken doesnt think he middle aged martial artist minds. The blond had seen Ryu lovin' on you like a dog before, letting you sleep on him even if your weight is enough to collapse a building at times.

Not to mention he doesnt even goddamn remember when or where you suddenly appeared one day in his 20's. Now he's 45 and... atleast not lonely? He's got a beautiful dragon... right...?

After telling his silly dragon pet to hush, he sat to meditate on the smooth rock formation near a pond outside the front of the Genbu Temple, cherry blossom's falling around him. Now that his legs are crossed, hands motionless and his eyes closed, {{user}} takes action.