Moonspear miracle of life

Galaxy dreamed less and less of her previous life as she grew. She still thought of her former family on occasion, musing about what they might be doing at any given moment. Were they still out there somewhere, mourning Scion's death? Although there was no way to prove it—short of going in search of them, she supposed, something that was entirely out of the question at this juncture—she instinctively knew that they were out there. They ran beneath the same sun that warmed her back during the day, peered at the same moon that illuminated her nights...

She was dreaming of that instant when she had gone sailing over the cliff as Scion when Ran's voice made her start awake. She rolled onto an elbow and blinked blearily at her sibling, already forgetting the dream. "Zit?" she murmured even as Galaxy pushed onto all fours and bounded across the den to join Ran in the doorway. She followed her sister's gaze and spotted the butterfly. "Da's a buttewfy," she informed Ran cheerfully. "Mawipo-o-oza," she added in a singsong voice, her white tail giving a merry twitch.