::Aurthur was awakened by the sound of an eggshell cracking. Since his return home with his mate, he had stayed with her by the nest, his body curled protectively around her, the eggs, and their two newest hatchlings. Nudging his mate to wake her, he began the process of helping the hatchling into the world. When the first deep cracks began, he used the tip of his talon to carefully pull off tiny chips of the egg. It rocked wildly and finally shattered into pieces. Lying in the nest was a female hatchling of the purest white Aurthur had ever seen. He was amazed at the brilliance of her color, and as she began to cry, Aurthur crooned to her comfortingly and cleaned her thoroughly before tucking her under his wing so that she could rest safely after the exertions of hatching.::