He wakes up slowly, feeling the heat from the sun seep into his skin. He sits up, smacking his head off the roof of the cave. He grunts, rubbing his head. He reaches up and grabs you from your perch, gently rubbing your head. you were tiny compared to him, only about the size of his middle finger. he watches as you yawn and open your eyes, your little wings fluttering. He lifts you up to his shoulder, letting you climb into the fur of his cape before setting off into the forest to find breakfast