"Ah, okay," Echo nodded quietly.

"Yeah, let's continue onwards... carefully."

Echo followed, very quiet.

Echo looked confused for a second then said, "Hey, don't wake him up."

Lyre reacts a little by moving a bit, causing Echo to glare at Time.

"Find something else that isn't waking him up," Echo replied.

Echo sighed.

"Just don't wake him up."

"...I dunno, actually. I don't really, uhm, want to leave him alone, ya know? He's so tiny and all."

"Do you want to?"

"Yea, but I doubt my brother will let me. We already have a cat who doesn't really like other beings," Echo answered. "I'm surprised she even lets me pet her, honestly."

Echo agreed with a nod.

The top part of Lyre's head is scales, but his face (except for the bridge of his nose) is fur. Down his back are scales, but the sides are fur. Lyre's legs are scaly, but he has fluffy, dog-like paws. His tail is long and dog-like, and he has large, pointed up dog ears that look too big for his head. It's feathered wings were way too small, possibly some type of deformity, but are soft. The golden horns and spikes running down it's head to it's back are not sharp enough to be cut on, rounded at the tips. Lyre seems rather peaceful and is very cute. So, in all, what Time would feel depended on what part of Lyre he was scratching.

The scratching seemed to help Lyre sleep. Echo slightly smiled again.

Echo shrugged.

"I dunno. Just feel like it, I guess."