Aya clamped her lips together as the mighty and terrifying creature shrunk, contorting itself into a tiny little ickle bitty dragonling before crawling onto her shoulders. Suddenly the sneers of disgust that had her pissing her pants made her want to hug Flamescar and smile and sing him a lullaby.<br/><br/>Naturally, this notion made her want to laugh, especially when the itty bitty cute little beastie hopped onto her shoulders. She didn't move, staying stiff, but she did shudder somewhat with desperately repressed maniacal laughter. Aya was no fool, she was fully aware that laughing at the terrible beast would get her eaten or worse.<br/><br/>Nonetheless, a tiny whining sound, not unlike air being slowly released from a balloon, began to escape her as she shook with mirth.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>