The moment she declared that he was a mere hatchling, Snow snapped back in protest.<br/><br/>"I am not!" He exclaimed, but the moment he puffed out his chest and bowed up his shoulders he was quickly flattened back against the wall. But the sense of being over powered was quite exciting, and Snow grinned back at the Norva as she began to feel him up and down.  The young shifter was however quickly distracted by the bright little flash light.... his bright blue eyes followed it every where it went!<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "Say, Ah!"she commanded</span></span></span><br/><br/>Snow grinned, flicked out his pierced tongue playfully.<br/><br/>"Depends! I'll do a few tricks for the flash light?," he offered. "No! get off! mmmmm! aaaaaaah!"  Snow gasped in protest as jaw was pried open. Once he was allowed to shut his mouth again he glared at Serafima and looked away.<br/><br/>"This isn't any fun!" he huffed, as he tried to squirm away as while she examined his ears. Snow snorted and then rolled his eyes as she commented about his blood pressure and over all fitness.<br/><br/>"Of course it is! I haven't been whored out in days," Snow huffed.  "And I don't like the food here," he added. "I would do anything for a some chocolate," He groaned, "Anything," he added with a suggestive pur, and then arched his wintry brow once more... but the Norva only pressed it back down and lectured him about dragons being tricked so easily.<br/><br/>Snow quickly tilted his head trying to evade the fingers from his face and then glanced back towards the flashlight....<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"She is all about glitters and shine and everything else mentioned. But what she has gathered, is sucked dry and turned into a big pile of skeletons and blood underneath all that.</span><br/><br/>Ironically the dragon nearly seemed hypnotized by the little light as she commented about 'Glitters and Shine' Snow blinked.<br/><br/>"Does that mean I can't have the flashlight?" Snow asked, as the comment about superficial gains had obviously went right over his head.  "How can I survive in a ship like this? There isn't any music! No parties! and all I have is one dark room to myself! And they keep passing me the same lousy black outfit every day!" he exclaimed.<br/><br/>"Do you know someone who does?" Snow asked and then his eyes went wide in shock as she informed him that his old way of life was over. It took Snow a while for him to fully grasp what she had say. When she released him, Snow backed into a corner and rapped his hands around himself and looked away, feeling hurt... not to mention a little violated and rejected.  She had just felt him up, measured hims and passed him by. Snow wasn't used to being the ugly whore that was passed up for another.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">she asked the dragon sternly:<br/>"Name?"</span><br/><br/>The young male was quiet for a moment.<br/>"Snow," he said at last.  "My name is Snow." he repeated but this time it was a little more firmer. He then sighed and gently loosened a few of his top buttons, revealing the glittering silver harness that was bound access his chest. "Isn't there anything I could do to earn your flashlight?" he prompted suggestively.