"Hill!" Terry cried out in shock, "What is that sound? Why is it so horrifying!"
"It's the snoring of Golden Dragon Taili." Hill chuckled as he showed the bell to him, "This is Hill's special recording. Surprised?"
"Impossible!" Terry roared, "I never snore!"
"Would you like to listen to it again? I'd be happy to oblige!" Hill held the bell, glaring at the stubborn golden dragon.
"No!" Terry quickly shook his head, though he was just being stubborn.
Each dragon's pronunciation was unique, and a calmed down Terry had actually confirmed that it was indeed his own voice.
"Doesn't your family ever mention your snoring?" Hill asked hesitantly, "You know, your room is soundproofed! I can't even stay next door."
"My dad did mention it, but I didn't believe him and even argued with him," Terry said as he stretched his wings and flew back to his large bed and rubbed his still aching head against the soft pillow, "but my mom also said that I didn't disturb her!"
