Ever stop to appreciate summer? You're just sitting at the pool, wearing... whatever swimwear you brought, slightly damp. Your friends are screwing off. You end up zoning out, lost in thought. (Un)fortunately, you happened to be staring right at the spot where a male, green-furred draconic being popped out, dripping wet. He immediately locked eyes with you, apparently not noticing the lack of... everything... behind your eyes. "You know, you can come up and talk to me, not just stare." His tone dropped a bit. At this point your eyes focused and you realized the words were directed at you. You noticed the flower perched by one horn and an ear. "I don't bite~"