"Baby Scourge said my name!" Phillard looked at the baby as if she had turned night into day. "I've changed my mind. Some babies are noisy, dirty, and smelly. Yours is very cute."
He waved a clawed finger in front of Elysia who sniffed it first and then bit it with all her strength.
"You're a warrior already!" The Lindwurm laughed, he couldn't even feel a pinch from the small fangs.
Elysia shapeshifted her onesie into a fluffy replica of the Voidwalker armor and a toy War flew into her hand.
"You're not just a warrior. You're a knight!" Phillard said and Elysia made her best impression of her father. "A knight needs a steed. I bet Big Scourge is too proud to do something like this for you, little one."
The Lindwurm put Elysia on his back and slithered around the house as fast as a horse. The baby girl clung to the spikes along his spine and giggled in excitement. She loved speed and had never experienced something like that.
