She opened her eyes to a brilliant shade of yellow, crystalline green, and shining blue. Mililani smiled at the young dragon and curled her wings around the hatchling, pulling her closer and shading her from the glaring sun. The pale violet of the eggshell fell to side. The young nocturne’s scales flickered purple, white, yellow, blue, body settling to a rippled watery blue, wings resting on green, and, glancing on the gems imbedded deep in Mila’s scales, her hidden tertiary set to a gentle jade. Mililani sang softly to welcome her into the world until the sun sat hidden behind the treeline. A cicada’s chirp announced the evening. “What is your name, little one?” Mililani asked. Cicada chirped.