Susto continued to play beneath the three other dragons, trying to fly up to them without caring that he was too young to fly. He purely enjoyed the wind beneath his wings, whether it actually be wind, or air moved by his poor attempts to fly. He felt odd jumping up and down like a rabbit or a kangaroo. "I feel like a cotton tailed snack. This is so odd. I don't care. I wanna learn to fly as soon as I can! I wish I could fly already. Stupid juvenile wings." Susto growled. He decided to give his tired legs and wings a rest. Upon doing so he fell asleep almost instantly, which was typical of a hatchling, play vigorously until they ran out of energy to move and fell asleep.