[Poppy]

Ceral shuddered at her breath, his face heating up as he eased away from her when he pulled away. Close contact was new. God, it felt like everything was new here. Different dragons had different traditions. Isolation might as well have been the core of the cave dwellers; Ceral knew there was some kind of mating ritual that was done between cave dwellers, but he'd never stuck around one long enough to experience it. He was sure it was probably some unusual dance, or maybe even fighting, but still... he wasn't looking for a family, he was just looking for a quiet life in the caves, eating fish all day and sleeping afterwards. With kits, that would mean he'd actually have to share food. Gross.

"Mmh, can you swim?" Ceral asked cheekily, giving a sly grin as he scanned the horizon. He hadn't explored all of the enclosure yet, and he'd yet to find any caves, but he was sure he could pick some out if he went on the hunt. They weren't hard to find, not for him, and any cave was better than no cave. At least this enclosure had caves, that he could be grateful for. "But we could go look at them," Ceral finished excitedly. He didn't know much about forest dragons, but it'd be boring in the cave alone now if Ivy couldn't swim. Isolation was his thing, sure, but he didn't want to leave her alone either. "Small or big cave doesn't matter, anything works."