Rhaegal's tail lashed, his muzzle curled back into a snarl as he let out a rumble of defiance. The reason for Rhaegal's aggression? Why, it was his very own clutchmate. His sibling had a tendency to be oddly friendly to humans, whether they were allies of Daenerys Targaryen or not.

And Rhaegal was hungry, no goats or sheep, a human would have to do. Atleast Rhaegal wanted it to. But his clutchmate had attacked him in retaliation towards Rhaegal trying to eat someone. Now the two of them were in a stand off.

Rhaegal's green scales shifted as his muscles tensed, a screech escaping him as he snapped his jaws aggressively at his sibling whilst shaking his head. Everyone knew better than to break up a fight amongst dragons.