Ice blue eyes were closed as the little dragon rested just within the lair's entrance.

The waterfalls acting as a soothing lullaby. Nostrils twitching slightly with each and every breath.

She'd be taking it easy for a while.

Outside, Tiamatus had finished his shift. Damean taking over for him. The silver slid carefully inside, moving so as not to accidentally step on her as she rested.

Meanwhile Stormy had slid down the tunnel, to settle beside her slumbering sister. A dish of fruits and meat soon left at her side. The dark dragoness watching over her younger sibling.