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It became clear that she’d not been heard, and most likely wouldn’t be. Another attempt at getting their attention had not been made, for she’d realized that doing so would only waste what little energy she had left; the energy that she needed in order to speak the names of her daughters. Over their nursing forms had she looked, considering what they each might come to be called whilst listening, partially, to the happenings outside of the den. Not everything was heard, may words having been missed, and so she’d eventually stopped trying and situated herself so that she could peer at the hatchlings as she laid there with them. Every so often she’d found her tired gaze slipping over towards the entrance, waiting for… well, she wasn't entirely sure what she was awaiting.