「Late at night.」
Zog's home. The bedroom.
In the pitch-black room, two glistening, golden orbs were terrifying to behold.
They were Furin's eyes.
Eyes filled with resentment.
She was sulking, all by her lonesome dragon self.
A few hours ago, Zog had sent her a message saying he had an urgent short film to shoot, and then he'd gone completely silent.
He wasn't reading her messages or answering her calls.
'He'd vanished!'
Furin was willing to bet that annoying red pest Zog had snuck off for a gaming session.
Because she had also contacted Doudou, and Doudou wasn't replying either.
Usually, when this happened, it meant the two dragons were in the middle of an intense gaming session, automatically tuning out all external messages.
If she was wrong, she would call Zog "daddy" next week.
Although she had no idea why he was so obsessed with being called "daddy."
Furin's teeth grated together.
'I'm not sleeping!'
'I'm going to catch Zog red-handed when he sneaks home.'
