The dragon slept fitfully, remaining coiled up protectively around her clutch, four eggs, two hatchlings, and her wounded brother.

After losing so much, she'd not risk yet another kin's disappearance, her lair heavilly warded, and her sister on guard, and she slept...or tried to at least, but sleep never truly came.

Ice blue eyes focused on her younger brother, her mind drifted, sending daydreams, dreams of kin, dreams of being reunited, but when that would be, she'd no idea.

Dreams of a mate, a son, a brother and a father flooded her mind as she watched over those that remained of her clan.