Within the cloaca, you feel two hard organs inside, making it clear that he is male, maybe. However it works for lizards, anyways. The first thing on the wyrmling's mind appeared to be warmth, as he poked his head into the collar of your jacket and climbed in. His scales were surprisingly smooth, pressed against your chest. His tail seemed to rub against your belly. Eyes forward, he looked somewhat like a young kangaroo.
May as well name him Joey. Joseph, actually.
You quickly ran to your house, hoping that Joey would not be noticed on the way there. The wyrmling gave cute cooing noises as you carried him. He was unbearably cute, with the noises he made. Once you opened the door, you unzip your coat and watch as Joey drops to the floor, cushioning himself with his four clawed feet. He stretched his wings and crawled, likely searching for food.
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