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Sygillus had gazed at his consort with such intensity as she drew the child's card. The moon was obscured by thick clouds, but its light still peeked through, lighting up the nest in an otherworldly glow. Ghihenna gave him the card wordlessly, still downturned. Her eyes were hidden by the mask she wore, that she never took off. It protected her from the scrutiny of other dragons, but didn't give much clue on how or where she had come from. It was like the others, Sygillus thought, those drawn to our shores by the titan's calling. "And where are you going?" the imperial asked the pearlcatcher as she began picking up the pieces of the hatched eggs, pouring them into a mortar. She barely acknowledged that he spoke, and this irked him a little. He didn't even know why his mother had chosen this consort out from all those eligible. A little chirp resounded and the child left to them bounded up to Sygillus' side. He crooned at her softly, and gently cleaned the remains of her broken egg from her wings. He eyed her mother again and turned over the card. He gave a little gasp. Ghihenna, still oblivious, had taken all the little bits of the eggs and was soon pounding it away to a fine white powder. She still said nothing as she also shook in pollen from umbra partheniums, mixing it until it coalesced into a silvery liquid. "I think I am well versed enough in magic to see the devil in them," she told him softly as she carefully dripped the liquid into a small bottle, a silver chain coiled around it. She soon approached the child, and without emotion, pricked her hand. The child screamed as bright red beads of blood trickled out from her palm, and Ghihenna collected them in the bottle before screwing it shut. "What in the goddess' name are you doing?!" Sygillus whipped back the child away from Ghihenna, shielding her protectively in the circle of his wings. The little hatchling cowered, sniffling and shivering in her father's arms. He stared at the pearlcatcher, who had impassively hidden the little bottle among her many wares. "Hear me, Witchborne," she snarled. "If that child grows to the beast she is destined to be, it will be my duty ... as her mother-" there even seemed to be a strain in her voice- "I will be the one to end her."

THE DEVIL Generation 9

Sygillus feared for his precious daughter as he watched her mother shun his little Sarmite while she coddled and cooed over the other three siblings. The ***** on her hand scarred, a small dot in the center of her small hand, a constant reminder of what her mother did to her...her first memory of her mother was pain. His heart hurt for her and he knew that she would not thrive with the family...especially with her unloving mother and he couldn’t ignore her other siblings just to keep her safe. So secretly, he searched for a clan where he knew she’d be safe with. It was when he encountered his older siblings, Azalea and Labrador in their gardens, within the Gemini Clan; a clan full of supernatural beings and witches living peacefully. There he also met Lorien and Selene, more kinsman. Within a secluded section of his sibling’s gardens, they all sat around to have some tea and discuss their little brother’s sudden visit. He presented his precious daughter to them while Azalea poured everyone tea. Already there was a darkness growing within her eyes. The trio grew curious of her hatchling and when Sygillus explained Saramite’s first interaction to life Azalea scoffed. “It’ll be her mother’s behavior towards her own daughter that’ll lead shade into the little one. Already the feeling of abandonment has taken hold of her. She’s lucky to have a father like you little brother.” Labrador and Selene silently nodded as Lorien added, “She’s welcomed here. No place is better for her to grow. We will teach her the ways of the Witchbornes and you’d have a constant contact.” The weight lifted from Sygillus’s chest. His precious daughter can live a normal life. After a couple weeks under her aunts and uncles’s care, they noticed that she wasn’t aging like the other hatchlings around the clan but she resembled signs of the other hatchlings that haven’t grown past their youngling state. albeit a youngling. Though even as a youngling, the negative powers over her has seemed to have stopped leaving only the evidence of her darkened scleras. She also have gained many friends with the many hatchlings and enjoyed playing within the Daycare. Her powers had developed and she was able to attend lessons with her aunt and uncles but mostly Uncle Lorien since their moons work very close together and it felt natural. She even gain control over her more icy powers with the help of not just her family but from the clan’s Ice Rep, Eirlys. She even enjoyed listening to her Aunt Selene’s singing and her Aunt Azalea and Uncle Labrador’s gardening lessons. Like promised, Sarmite saw her father frequently and he was so happy to see her thrive. She would excitedly show him what she learned and introduce him to her many friends. It was always hard to leave her but knowing she’s safe from her mother made it all the better.

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February, the Moon of Ice
Witchborne born under the Moon of Ice often work closely with those of the Wolf Moon, and are no strangers when it comes to knowing when to run and when to attack. They often see the world as a harsh place, and sometimes may even be critical or jaded about other dragons and the world. One famous ability of theirs is to be able to ghost through, or become immaterial as smoke or mist for varying times, most often used in combat and escape. They are trained to be assassins and would often follow a vow of silence until they have found their charge, and would stay loyal to the very end to their only one.

It is found that Nivalis Witchborne can retain perfect memory of their whole lives, thus recruited often for scholarly work. However, there are times when these Witchbornes also work close or even are born under the Dark and Cold Moons which give them a hefty leverage in dealing with the dead, turned or not. These dragons born under this element are also gifted in the following:
- Cryokinesis
- Freezing
- Ice Mimicry
- Omni-Psionics
- Frigokinesis
- Hyalokinesis