Smol Ambulon is curiously going to peer into the glass that holds the class pet. He hasn't seen it yet and heard other kids talking about it, but every time he wanted to see, someone else would already be there. Now with no one amusing the tiny creature, he's crept over to take a peek.
Toothless looks up from rearranging its nest material when one of its smols approaches its tank. The scraplet drops the pincer-full of mesh fluff, and walks to the front of the tank to look back at the curious student.
It gives a cheery trill of greeting.













