The Inn Keeper an his son carried buckets of hot water up to the room where Angela was. He knocked on the door.<br/><br/>"Your hot water is here, miss." he spoke.<br/><br/>A black egg began to rock side to side.<br/>Ixonia thought to it<br/>~Is that you rocking? Are you my own little one?~<br/><br/>*Sends image of a ark grey shell and a glint of gold*<br/>Carefully, Ixonia walked towards the egg that was rocking. She placed a hand to still the egg she spoke from inside her mind<br/><br/>~Is this my little one?~<br/>The egg rocked quicker.<br/>~Use your pointy tooth on your nose and crack your shell. I am just outside of your shell.... come on, you can do it little one!~<br/>A solid hit against the shell cracked it then several more hits and sitting with an eggshell on it's head was a red hatchling.<br/><br/>~Let me dry you off, little one. Do you have a name?~ Ixonia mentally asked as she held out a blanket for the little one to crawl into.