The Emerald Queen.
Zixxa watched the egg as it bagan to shake a little. But only a little. It was not time yet. She smiled. After the death of Blackgreen, she had nearly lost her will to live. But then she had found these plains, these mountains. She had found this cave. But, more important... She had found home. She couldn´t remember much of the day she hatched, except for the attack, how she had been forced into the wilds. She was happy to have found this place. This was one of the greatest reasons they lived in groups. If one group fell, then the others would stand. And any survivors would have a chance to find another home. She had met Zori here. This was their second egg. She felt Ziago walk between her, stopping before the egg. He was their first son. They had decided to name him after Zixxas father who had done more than anyone else to protect the young during that day, that attack. He looked up at his mom.
Ziago: Will it hatch soon?
Zixxa: Yes, my little son, it will. And when it does, I expect you to take care of your little sister.
Ziago: Of course I will. Who else am I going to play with?
The egg shaked a little more. Very soon it would hatch. If Zixxa was right, they would only have to wait untill tomorrow. She knew exactly what they would call her.
Zixxa: I can sense you are meant for great things, my little daughter... I think I will give you one of the older names... I will call you Zorazi...
She felt how Ziago laid down against her leg. He knew what it meant that his siter had one of the older names. There would be some other young dragons who would listen really carefully to what he said. But he thought he could handle that. After all, why would he have to tell them anything else than what they would be playing? He just had to tell them anything about her and they would think it would be interesting. He would make sure he didn´t reveal more than she would want him to.