ARC ROYAL
PORT LANDING BAY
The port landing bay had been turned into something of a nursery as half of it was now taken up by nearly two hundred sleeping hatchlings instead of fighters. Iriral and Miath were resting on the deck among the hatchlings now, all of the adult dragons willingly splitting their time to help the hatchlings adjust and begin to learn what they needed. Most of them were terrified of Torma, not just because of his size, but because he was a Talon Guardian and whenever he spoke he had the attention of all of them without question. He had joked with Isheeni how he wished their children had shown such rigid attention to him. That had quickly earned him a whap in the shoulder from Isheeni's wing.
