Elise

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Chapter 1
So Smol, So Precious

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It made sense that the most precious thing ever to come into the lair would be entrusted to the biggest and strongest dragon, but this just didn't seem quite right.
Torin looked down at the tiny yellow hatchling; rolling about, fascinated with its own appendages.
He was not at all prepared for this.
"What do I do with it?" Torin asked
"Her," Ihu corrected
"How can you tell?" Torin placed his nose next to the tiny creature, examining closely.
"I.. don't know.." Ihu said, lifting the hatchling with his wing. "We could put a bow on her?"
"Perhaps it will be more obvious once she's older," Torin said, unconvinced.


Baby tracker:
Age: 3 days
Length - 1.16M
Wingspan - 1.04M
Weight - 25.2KG
Level - 1

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Chapter 2
100ft Imp vs 1m Noct bab

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Due to an ongoing meat and seafood shortage, Torin's training duties in the Mire had been turned over to the pearlcatcher, Christmas. Despite his insistance that he could also sustain on plants and insects, Torin was lair bound.
With no escape.
The tiny yellow hatchling had decided Torin's snout was an excellent place to perch. Her entire head was barely even the size of his eye.


Baby tracker:
Age: 4 days
Length - 1.16M
Wingspan - 1.04M
Weight - 25.2KG
Level - 1

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Chapter 3
Jubilee

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The Brightshine Jubilee came around, and Torin was called away to the Arena with Christmas and Sunshine to win valuable festival currency for the clan. This left Elise at the lair with Ihu, and today, they journeyed to the Marketplace.
The tiny Nocturne rode atop the Imperial's head, gripping tight to his lemon mane with which she blended so well. She would have been practically invisible on her perch, were it not for the pink bow around her neck.
"There's a lot of dragons here," Elise commented as Inu glided in.
"That's because it is the Light festival," Inu explained, "Everyone is after the latest skins and accents."
"Like the crystal wings you and daddy have?"
"Yes, those are accents. These new ones are all Light-flight themed."
"Can I see?" Elise asked, pulling slightly at Ihu's mane.
"The stalls go out of stock really quickly, but there should be..." Inu glanced around and found the notice board, on which all the latest news was posted. "Here we go, a list all all the festival accents. It even has pictures for you."
The little Nocturne hopped down to the Imperial's nose to see.
"This one matches you, can we get it?" Elise asked, slapping a tiny hand onto the flyer.
"Oh, honey," Ihu chuckled, "we're getting them all."

It grew late. By nightfall, Elise and Ihu had managed to acquire half of the skins for sale. To the child's delight, Featherback Savant was the very first they managed to pick up at the stall, and Ihu had been sporting it ever since.
"It even matches my apparel," Ihu remarked as they waited for one last restock before heading home. Ihu watched as the fresh cargo was dropped off and prepared to pounce.
"Do you know which ones we still need?" Ihu asked.
"Yup," Elise replied, waving the list they had compiled.
The stock hit the shelves and there was a mad scramble. As an Imperial, Ihu's size gave him an advantage when pushing through the crowd, but the little Faes and Nocturnes flittered through any gaps they could find to get ahead. Between them, Elise and Ihu managed to grab four more from their list, leaving only two more to be purchased.

The coliseum party did not make it home until the early hours of the following morning. Sunshine hissed at the other clan members as he herded the gaggle of new familiars towards the hoard. Christmas immediately went and curled up with her mate Valentine for some much needed rest. Torin returned to Elise and Ihu, in the large cavern that made up their part of the lair. He was somewhat startled at first to see Ihu sporting his new skin.
"I always knew you were boar-headed," Torin said, flicking the smaller Imp with a wing as he passed, "How's the baby?"
"She's asleep," Ihu replied, "and she's not really a baby anymore. She's growing up."
"She'll always be a baby.." Torin watched the little Nocturne,curled up asleep with her Psywurm. He turned back to Ihu, "Here's a bunch of new pelts. They even match your new skin. I've been fighting those Featherback Boars all day." Torin paused, examining him more closely, "You know, you even have the same colour eyes as those things."
"Yeah, Elise thought it would suit me. She helped me get most of the new skins today."
"YOU TOOK THE BABY TO THE MARKETPLACE DURING A FESTIVAL?? She could have been crushed! What were you thinking?!"
"Chill out, man, she's fine. She was great. Fought off some Faes all by herself."
"That is not.. urgh."

Baby tracker:
Age: 2 weeks
Length - 1.16M
Wingspan - 1.04M
Weight - 25.2KG
Level - 1

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