[ He can grump all he wants, he's still holding Ven close so he can't be that upset about it. But then there's a bump and the goldscale makes a small noise. His tail flicks from side to side a moment later, and thinking maybe that's a subtle way to tell him to move a little, Ven readjusts the way he's huddled against the older dragon. It's got his weight distributed a little more evenly, but it's also got him pressed a little more flush from belly to the base of his tail. ]
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