Something bothered the dragoness, there was something she'd heard in Renna's tone that worried her. She had work to do.

Weaving her magic, wards flared to life, one that would veil the lair from any outsiders, the illusion being simply that of a waterfall flowing swiftly, no sign of any caverns behind.

Her chaos ward, a gift from Skid long ago flared to life as well, protecting the lair furthur, should any find their way.

Finally, slipping inside, she nudged a few of the little ones, some waking from slumber whimpered a bit, but she'd move them furthur into the safety of the maze that she called home. When the coming threat would pass, then she'd let them move back into their rooms.

Momma herself would remain in the nesting chamber, deep within, there was food a plenty, along with everything else they would need.

If she was correct, they'd be there for quite awhile.

Just as a precaution Fiona. Resting her head upon her forelegs then, she'd add a few more defenses later on, now though, she had to rest.

She woke with a rumble, giving a yawn as she glanced about the room she was in, a nod given to her daughter then. She'd forgotten all about Renna, but still the wards remained in place.

There was still a threat to the young ones at least.

Fiona, the wyverns are on the move, and they would not hesitate to snatch up a hatchling.

That was why your father left, he went to Alexandria to help my father with the wyvern problem there, hopefully they'll return soon enough.

Until then, we have to do what we can to keep the little ones safe.