> You've been curled up with Azucar (your dwarf, redblooded hatchling) all morning, picking melting sprinkles from her hair, while her brother, Zahaar, was out swimming and catching fish. Surprisingly enough, neither of your sugary hatchlings had a taste for human flesh, which was a good thing in your opinion. They seemed to be growing up rather well, in your opinion, despite their other father not being around. Apparently you were doing better at being a father this time.













