scarsolderthanyou

The door creaks open when Daylight knocks, because it hadn't been all the way closed. That way Stone doesn't have to uncurl from his warm hammock to open it. "Come on in, kid." He hasn't had much in the way of interaction with Daylight yet, though he's seen him around certainly, and he's admittedly curious.

But he's also stuck in a pretty disturbing form, and getting out of bed seems like too much effort. Daylight can see him craning his neck to peer at him from the next of blankets hanging from the ceiling like a very large hammock, all bony crest and black scales, a tail and one wing hanging out and touching the floor.