Resting in the nursery, the dragoness had been checking on her little ones, making sure that all the hatchlings were fed. Even little Drakkor, she had wanted to kill him for what he'd done to her mate.
But she spared his life, only because she used the hatchling spell, she couldn't slay a little one, no matter what they had done.
Instead, she stretched out beside the playpen her father had left, peering down at the little one within.
Of course she kept the top locked on it though, she'd nae have a little possible terror running through the lair.
A grin at the little silver, shaking her head, one of these days, she'd have to try and find the Bloodwings, she heard they wanted to adopt.
Until then, she'd take care of the little silver as if he were their own.
But she spared his life, only because she used the hatchling spell, she couldn't slay a little one, no matter what they had done.
Instead, she stretched out beside the playpen her father had left, peering down at the little one within.
Of course she kept the top locked on it though, she'd nae have a little possible terror running through the lair.
A grin at the little silver, shaking her head, one of these days, she'd have to try and find the Bloodwings, she heard they wanted to adopt.
Until then, she'd take care of the little silver as if he were their own.