Kate did not stare at him. He ate like he was starved. She was happy to see him enjoy the feast. The mage hoped he would not be sick. He ate all of the meat and it was fun to him fall with a full belly. He was a very satiated dragon rubbing his muzzle in the snow. She hoped he would have brighter scales in the morning. She sat next to Syd and drank a mug of cider Ann filled for her. "This is a night to remember. I can feel warmer under your wings. When your ready, we will go home."<br/><br/>Kate stooped under his right wing and leaned on him. "She reached up and fluffed small feathers growing close to his body. His scales warmed from her body. He was like a heater. The only cold was the ground. Snow melted under her cloak she paid no mind. Syd was so entertaining when content.