Dragoncrest Cliffs It was enchanting to meet you.

The first day of life had been and eventful one, but little Roux had been quick to forget all about how it'd begun. She settled into the routine expected of newborns: wail, nurse, snooze, repeat.

Roux parted her jaws in a yawn as she roused the evening following her birth, stretching out between her sisters - shoving at one with her paws to make further room.