[ he huffs out a long, slow breath. his body language might be less than familiar to her, considering it is approximately 90% massive amounts of fluff, but he's poofed up gently and gives her another lazy blink. ]

...Fledgling.

[ it's as much a statement as it is anything else. he is apparently willing to accept "two of us" at face value... somewhat. ]

What do you think a dragon's greatest threat is?