Sunbeam Lair red was the first color

The dragoness was silent whilst observing the duo, up until the point at which Shiori had tumbled forward. Jolting upwards, she’d moved herself forward and began running her nose along the child’s back, assuring her that everything was alright. She had fallen, but no real damage had been done in the process. She was okay this time, and Asterr wished for her to know that.

At the sound of laughter, she’d paused and then pulled her muzzle away from the last to be born. It was towards her eldest daughter that she’d directed her attention, silver gaze gluing itself to her form. There was a flicker of an unreadable emotion within her eyes, right before a look of recognition had taken its place. The girl was not physically corrected, but she had been regarded with an intense stare. “We do not laugh at the misfortune of others,” stated the Draconid. At that point, she’d doubted that she would be heard, but was almost certain that someone else would hear her.