Moonspear I can laugh at your jokes, convince you to take me home

Quennell came nearer, watching the child in awe.

His name... She croaked, a yawn slipping, only to be sucked back in. — Raiyuk. As Chakliux had chosen.

The loss of the two others would not be forgotten, but in this moment, Nasamik chose to focus her attention on the living as best she could. 

To the suckling child, she was attentive, occasionally sliding her tongue across his tiny body with great amounts of affection.