Five-Star Slipper

I scrambled inside from the drafty garage and headed straight for the bedroom rug, immediately locking eyes with a thick suede slipper. Leaving a fleece-lined cavern idling on the floor was practically begging for a dragon tenant. I strutted up, planted my hind claws on the sturdy suede rim, and backed right into the plush shearling interior. It swallowed my tail and hind legs in ridiculous warmth. With a satisfied smirk, I hooked my sharp front claws over the fluffy fleece collar and let my wings rest against the cuff. Even the fiercest creatures deserve top-tier luxury.