Dragoncrest Cliffs It was enchanting to meet you.

Each of her children were unique, and while their personalities would define them further as they grew, currently she was most fascinated with the looks of her newest batch of children. Like a proud dragon, she fawned over her beautiful treasures, each precious to her in their own way.

Little baby yawns were always adorable. She could se the cresting wave-like lines on the roof of Roux’s mouth as she opened her mouth wide. She chuckled softly, and cleaned the tiny one’s cheeks.

She likened Roux to the downy feather of a seabird- pale, soft, and beautiful.