After pondering over Sephiroth’s suggestion for the briefest of moments, Seferia nodded in agreement. A door did sound like the easiest solution. However, if materials were in short supply, Seferia would have been more than happy to accept just a child’s gate or a half-door.
“See what you can do to get a door for us, Sephiroth. If you can, have it arranged by tonight.”
On hearing her son’s pleas, she glanced down at him before frowning in displeasure. Still, even though she was angry with his recent behavior, she could not deny him the right to eat. So, the black dragon set her hatchling down next to the previously abandoned food plate.
~Just do not run away or bar your sister from eating again, understood? You are not alpha. Sephiroth and I are alpha.~