@vitilitigate wanted a starter!
Maybe sleeping in the stables wasn’t the best idea, especially since Sumia of all people was guaranteed to come in, but it’s the one place guaranteed some form of quiet. ...Or at least, it normally is. Instead of being his normal ‘safe haven’, the stables are loud. ...Because of one of late Phila’s pegasus knights’ damned mount.
Of course, Hazel’s just as much at fault. Not because he’s in the stables, but because the stupid horse won’t go in the stall next to him. It’s not weird at all to sleep with his pegasus. At least, he’s pretty sure it isn’t... He’s done it for years. Naturally, dragons eat pegasi, and as much as the dancer’d hate to admit it, he is, regrettably, a dragon.
Won’t stop him from having the worst attitude as he pokes his head out the stall. “...Can’t you get it to calm down? ...Not like a wolf’s in here or somethin’...” From under the odd hat that may as well be glued to his head, pointed ears twitch in annoyance.