Grezra would paw more at the inside of her stomach walls, making little whimpering noises before he curls up more, nuzzling around his new mother. He pouts, doing a harder kick to try and get her attention. He was only but a pup now from his age regression, but being now half dragon made him a bit more noticeable in strength compared to when he was half ooze. Who was she talking to he also wondered? He would yawn slightly, holding his knees and closing his eyes, taking a small nap until she would possibly let him out. As a pup... Your memories have become hazy, much more jambled and across the place... As you slept, you had a small nightmare. When you looked through a mirror, you saw your old self, and it was trying to claw at you to come back. Let's just say you wouldn't have a very long nap, as you were mostly into a whimpering, sniffling fit. Your mind is clear but your memories are still there, what's worse is they have become more hazy, seeming to be almost as if they were someone else's memories. You know better however. For know, it's probably best to forget the old memories... And make new ones with your new mother.