Hatchling

phoebe Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you Her brow furrowed a bit as she looked over at Emmett. He was being awfully quiet and 'hmmm'ing a lot...it made her worried that he was upset. "Is everything okay?" she asked, placing a hand over one of his. "Did I say something to upset you?" Pim had already been leaning into Emmett's scritches, turning his head this way and that to get them to the best spots. But when Phoebe's mood shifted to one of concern, so did Pim's. He trilled, looking between the two with his wide pink eyes before scurrying up onto Emmett's lap, snuggling up close to his tummy. At his question, Pim just stared for a moment before trilling happily, rubbing his head and horns against his shirt. Phoebe smiled again and kissed Emmett's cheek. "He is a baby so I suppose snuggles are more important than fighting."