🙶 Caitlyn! Dearest— ♫ 🙷 The blissful & singsong voice of the Enchantress could be heard as she stepped in, pushing a baby stroller that looked quite big. A round and chunky creature happily making sounds from it, while devouring a piece of meat. Piltie was happily following the carriage her owner was leading, cooing at the being with shy but admiring sounds.
🙶 Oh, My Damask Rose! There you are. You will never believe the most precious being that appeared in my Garden! 🙷 She pushed apart the curtains of the baby stroller to reveal a Choncc, very bubbly & smiling. 🙶 Isn't he the most adorable baby dragon ever? I thought he could make you company~ ; you see, with all this passion lately to have creatures taken & stolen for the Reckoning Arena, my heart fears that someone would dare to take him!... & we certainly don't want me mad at all, do we~ ♥? 🙷
There's a little -seemly innocent- giggle before she caresses the Choncc's head. 🙶 Would you like to take care of him~? 🙷
The sound of the mirror behind her activating meant that Leblanc had taken this chance to visit her, and while the matron’s presence was never failed to make her smile, she was currently busy with so much paper work that could feel her brain pulsating. “I’m here my love! I’ve just been swamped with so much work that--”
When she did finally turn around, she saw her girlfriend as beautiful as ever, the tiny dowsie piltie following behind her...and she saw the baby stroller with the beautiful baby dragon in it. “Oh...heavens...” Nova, who had been sitting beside Caitlyn occasionally getting pets, happily troted all the way to the baby carrier and licked the dragon’s face, causing it to giggle.
“A rare...Obsidian Choncc!” The choncc’s scales were pitch black, but it’s horns, eyes and claws were red, like a ruby. To contrast this scary outside, the dragon looked positively delightful, still giggling at Nova , before it locked eyes with Caitlyn and gave a big smile. “...I’m guessing this is revenge for Piltie, hm?”
The tiny Dowsie giggled as well, before the sheriff leaned forward and patted the tiny dragon’s head. “Then if my gift to you was named Piltie...then this handsome fellow shall be named ‘Nox’ “
