"Oh boy, you are going to be expensive to feed, aren't you?"
Hmph!
The dragon made a dismissive sound that somehow conveyed aristocratic disdain despite coming from something the size of a house cat.
Then another realization struck me - I had no idea whether this dragon was male or female. The thought hadn't even occurred to me during the hatching excitement.
I carefully examined the dragon while it was distracted by ignoring the sloth corpse. After a moment of observation and checking the relevant anatomical features, the answer became clear.
"A girl, then," I confirmed aloud.
She looked at me with those big eyes as if acknowledging the identification, then walked towards the Noble-rank offering before kicking it away with its tiny legs.
"Hey! What are you doing, that's food. Don't be wasteful!" I reprimanded it although a soft smile was on my face.
The cute little dragon seemed to wilt at my reprimand which made me feel guilty for doing so.
