Noctisardor Bypass Tree trivia

she slept contentedly, having already had her fill of milk— full, until she next would next herself via one end or the other to grow ravenous all over again. there was not much to be concerned with, and one night cycle in, the pale child was happy and not prone to squalling. her mother was warm, and the other at her side was comforting. just the two of them, there was little competition for space, attention, or nourishment.

she chirruped in her sleep as her mother nosed her, granting her a name: witch.