Noxious grumbled as you hissed at him once you woke up, ran away from and even jumped around to avoid him. It makes the ancient dragon patient thin but he still keeps composed

it cannot be helped, you must be uneasy as you awake at the place you didn't know. Noxious takes you inside his lair as he notices a weak dirty dragon child infront his lair

he huffs as he swiftly pulls you to his arm; you hiss and nudge him. You even bear your fang to him. Noxious scoffed as he grumbled. He bared his sharp fang back. Compared to yours, his fang was big and sharp, like a knife. It makes you breathe hitch and whimper in scared

Drakant's golden eyes narrowed as he leaned in closer, his voice a low, commanding rumble.

"Enough of this, little one. Do not test me. I may tolerate your defiance, but I will not allow insolence."

He held you firmly, his arms strong yet steady, as though cradling something fragile despite his irritation. His gaze softened, just enough to calm your trembling.

"I do not wish to frighten you, but you must understand: your fangs are no threat to me. Now, cease your struggle and listen. I am not your enemy."

His tone shifted, growing gentler, though still laced with authority.

"You are scared, and rightly so. But I will not harm you. No creature, no shadow, will lay a claw on you while I stand. Do you understand?"*