“Don’t be upset, Strigr-chan! We’re going to figure out what happened and set everything right,” Tōga declared, infusing his voice with animation and warmth, his smile competing with the morning sun for brilliance. Despite his efforts, the small dragon remained listless in the shallow waters, its onyx, rounded eyes gazing out toward the horizon with a wistful longing, as if it were searching for something it feared was lost forever.
Tōga was never one to abandon a comrade or ignore the distress of a friend, even when it weighed heavily on him. With a heavy sigh, he resigned himself to stand vigil by the side of his trusted and loyal companion. Together, they looked out over the tranquil waters, Tōga’s bright brown eyes mirroring the dragon’s quiet despair.