Carris would never forget how apprehensive she was when she first found an egg in a wrecked cargo ship. How could she be a good mother? How could she look after a child she didn't even know the needs of? With how specialised Rotharii were children could have radically different nutrition requirements while growing. Those early days had been hard on her, including many visits to doctors and nutritionists to ensure that her daughter was growing well.

But every time she looked at the child, saw her gentle eyes looking up at her, felt her soft scales gently touch her own, heard her sweet, soothing voice laughing in glee. She knew. Every struggle, every sleepless night, it had all been worth it.

Sitting now, after a day out enjoying each other's company, the young girl had gotten tired from all the walking. Sitting down and cuddling up against her mother she drifted off into a nap. Carris wrapped a wing over her and enjoyed her presence. If she drifted off to sleep properly Carris would scoop her up and carry her home. She was just happy to have the girl.

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