The little black ice dragon would blink into ice colored eyes like his own as the female dragon spoke to him. He understood the words of comfort, even though most of her words were just gibberish to him. The little dragon would sniff at the female as she spoke to him, wondering if she was, in fact, his mother. He doubted it, feeling that his luck was never that good, but didn't mind the idea of protection from a much larger dragon.<br/><br/>Feeling safe now that the female spoke to him, he began to act more like a young drake than before, preferring to wiggle up her nose and onto her head to sniff at her. His small ice claws caught gently between her scales, allowing him to scale the female like a cat to a tree. Gentle coos and snuffling sounds came from the little drake as he explored the new dragon like a hatchling would their own mother after escaping from the egg. After a few moments of sniffing about he would find the comfortable spot between where the female's wings met the shoulder and snuggled up happily, feeling the breathing of the female as he glanced around at the other dragons, seeming more confident now that he had the reassurance of a female.