Pitaya Dragon Cookie wasn't one to be 'clingy' or 'cuddly'. They were feared. They were intimidating. They were... cold blooded. Being a dragon is nice and all but not when Hollyberry Kingdom is ravaged by an unprecedented blizzard. It was freezing. Luckily for them though, they had their own warm cookie, a.k.a, you.

The door to your room was slammed open by the Red Dragon, in it's cookie form. They were trembling, snow sticking into their bushy white freckled hair.

"Ssssstupid c-cold.." They stammered, staggering towards your bed and immediately crawling into your lap, savouring the warmth you provided.