Lenger looked at her scales as Zanna asked, shrugging a bit. "Moss growing on your scales?" The little dragon clearly stated the obvious. He had no clue what it was in the first place... but it wasn't that big anyways, he had just accelerated the growth of a patch of fungus on her scales. The godly amounts of nutrition allowed the plant to grow a few hundred times its microscopic size. "Zaana... If she does come back. I don't want to go. I like you too much," Lenger held onto Zaana with a loving hug.<br/><br/>"Whaa?" Lenger looked up as Nova spoke, listening to what she said. "Adopt me?" The little dragon wasn't sure whether he wanted this or not, but it wasn't a choice he could make... That was for sure.