The nightmares that had once plagued the hatchling faded in time, until they finally ceased, leaving the little blue to more pleasant dreams, and less fitful slumber.

Once tiny, she had grown. Now the size of a large dog, she still kept daddy company at the lair. Toddling after Aurthur as he traveled the tunnels, or keeping up beside.

Blue eyes blinked as she'd peek into the other rooms as daddy made his rounds. Brothers and sisters, she had lots of them.

She was growing ever more curious day by day. Something along her sides shifted, moved, she still wasn't quite yet aware that the wings were a part of her, peeking curiously as muscles stretched.

She'd watched daddy stretch many a time. Blue eyes blinking again as she remembered the sail she'd seen daddy stretching out. A glance back to her own side.

Maybe if she thought about it...The muscle tensed a bit, then stretched out, extending the blue hued wing. A few experimental flaps, though she had yet to get off the ground.

Still, this was a major accomplishment.

Now what else could she explore?