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"Ru!" Bectie squealed with delight as the little green covered her with dragon-slobber. "Stop that you silly beast!"

Rutoth pulled back for just a moment - long enough to make the most adorable face possible for a newly-hatched dragon, cock her head and decide against doing a her rider bade. No, she stated succinctly. I don't think I will.

Bectie, long blonde hair in good need of a wash after the morning's 'play', giggled and tried - without much luck - to push the green away, ending on her bottom in a heap of slime and laughter.