Thread:Prince Starsplitter of the Nightwings/@comment-35137341-20181231201531/@comment-35989680-20190101221009

Mind had taken one step into the kitchen, pivoted on all four heels, and took off back down the hall, blasted up the stairs, and skidded down to kneel next to Cel. "What do we do?", he asked. "Should we have anything ready? Like... foo? Or do they eat exclusively milk? Should we help her? Or like... sit on it to keep it warm after hatching?"