Christmas 5: The Christmasening OR How the Coyote Almost Saved Christmas
hatchling gun!" “asterbury!" the coyote let off the trigger for a moment to let the minigun cool. “dragon children aren't called pups, and don't give ayly a gun." asterbury bounced back up to his feet. “oh, don't worry, it's only got one bullet!"
City Sector Uplift part 3
This included jarzyl's family--her father and mother, as well as her aunt, a drake who atlas recognized as jarzyl's uncle, and her two hatchling cousins perched on their parents' shoulders.
Farsight
Most of them looked serious and stern, but no one commented on the hatchling perched on north's shoulder.
Life of Xey, Infection
He told me i was too young to worry about that yet, but he did explain that it takes two people that are in love to have a hatchling.
Pained Memories
Markus nodded and handed pirro over to the lizards when he gestured for him to do to, the hatchling giving a worried trill and kept his eyes on markus.
#3 A mother's last wish
It does not matter if it is a cub or other young animal.
No Rest for the Weary
The hatchling was sleeping quietly, curled up into a ball with her wings wrapped around herself and her tail coiled around her hindlegs.
Tailbiter
Jarzyl curled her tail forward to glare at the hatchling, and she reached out with claws fully extended. “you pesky little…!” at the last moment she retracted in her claws and gently grabbed the hatchling around her midriff.
Mother Of A Problem!
Chirped the little hatchling as they sat within the husk of their egg, beady blue eyes peering at me as they cocked their head. "momma!"
The Dragon In The Dungeon: Sigils In The Stone
"mal'rright, aramlarp," i muttered, my words nearly as incoherent as valar's had been when he was a hatchling, and less than half as adorable.
The Boy Who Cried Dragon
He took the blanket and tucked the hatchling in, then he gave her an affectionate lick on her neck. the hatchling rolled over and shut her eyes, letting out a soft purr as she got comfortable. “hmrr… goodnight, grandpa," she chirped.
Sons of winter chapter 5: Sharphorn
Many hatchlings would have puffed flames and thrash wildly while held as if they were a dirty stray puppy, but nyrisa playfully grappled at his wrists with her toes, squeaking in glee.