Shireth was always growing, I'ent had never known dragons to grow so fast. He was certain she had doubled her birth size and it had only been a few months since she hatched. He loved every inch of her however and didn't mind the work required to keep her hide soft and free of dry patches, a task that wasn't as easy as it sounded. She also stayed awake for longer periods compared to the first month but still slept for awhile after meals.
I'ent was outside of the Weyrling Barracks watching Shireth stalk and chase some tunnelsnake that had wondered into her sights. It wasn't a very big one and he knew Shireth was fast enough to avoid the snake's attempts to bite her. It was rather amusing to see her stalk and pounce, utterly fearless in facing the pest. Eventually he knew she'll kill it and lose all interest and the various flits that were hanging around will likely fight over the remains.
<I will defeat this foul beast and hang it's head upon my wall as a warning to all such creatures!> Shireth announced, her voice sounding quite bold and menacing in a way that had I'ent chuckling to himself. A sound anybody who knew him would be surprised to hear from him.