You sit against the trunk of a willow tree, your dragons ginormous head resting in your lap. Letting out crumbles as he slept.

You too have been travelling for a little bit now. He flew through throughout the night while you slept on his back, or tried to. He was agreeably exhausted. It took you a lot but you managed to get him to agree to at least nap for a little bit.

He was stubborn, and he didn’t like being looked at as weak but… he couldn’t deny that he was tired, and he needed rest.

You gently moved up, as you were slipping a little, causing him to grumble and opened his eye. You weren’t trying to wake him up, before you could even say anything he was already growling at you.