Ixonia was just finishing up her cleaning of the breakfast meal when she felt a tug towards the volcano. She checked on her little hatchlings who peacefully sleeping of their meal. Quickly, Ixonia took a blanket and put it in the bottom of her cart. Next she added a bowl of chopped food that she had left and the basket which she wedged in between the handles for the egg shells. Next she found a couple old towels. Suddenly she heard a loud chirp very much unlike the other two who were sleeping.<br/><br/>*I am coming little one... just have patience and use your egg tooth to crack out of your shell.* Ixonia spoke mentally then formed a picture just in case the baby could not understand her yet.<br/><br/>Ixonia hurried out of the cave, trusting the other two to stay put while she was gone, and down to the volcano. There were HUGE piles of rubble here and there that she had to move before she could get in. Little by little Ixonia was able to make a path barely wide enough for one cart to go in or out. She looked about but there were winding paths going various ways. How was she to choose which one? If she was wrong it could take her literally days to find her way to her baby. Then it dawned on her that her link to her baby was that mental link of telepathy.<br/><br/>*My little one... please show me the way to where you are....* Ixonia spoke as she closed her eyes so that she could focus better. Slowly she could see before her ancient eyes looking for a nesting ground for her last clutch of eggs. Ixonia followed with that set of inner eyes. They showed her the path to where she could find her egg. It was very simple but a long ways inside. In fact, Ixonia was certain that it was the very center of the volcano.<br/><br/>Once again, Ixonia had to clear away the rubble to get inside the cave where she saw the remains of the mother dragon that gave her life for a cause and yet mustered up enough courage to find her way back then mate. After mating the male would defend the area so that she could lay her eggs hidden away. She walked up to the skeleton and gently touched it. It was hard and smooth. In front of the skeleton was a heap of jewels as if they simply fell to the ground in front of the giant dragon.<br/><br/>Ixonia quickly walked off the length of the dragon, doing her utmost best to keep her strides equal. Ten strides equals about thirty feet in length. She gave a low whistle then regretted it for it echoed over and over with each echo getting louder. Once the echo died down, her baby cried out. She turned to see a bright red hatchling that had a piece of egg shell on it's head and flapping its wings.<br/><br/>"I am coming my little one......." Ixonia carefully picked her way through the eggs to get her baby and placed it in the cart where she towel dried him off. She then got the egg shells and put them in the basket just before leaving. She only paused once to say "Thank you for this little dragonling. I promise to take very good care of it."<br/><br/><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: white;background:white;"/></div><br/><br/>The Lore Master threw the towel in River’s face and turn around, shaking her head.<br/>“I thought that you were seriously hurt and was very worried about your fingers and whether or not I could attach them back properly and whether or not you would get full use of them….. and so much more ran through my head so fast that I could not catch a glance at them, let alone be able to name them.” She whispered softly in a hurt voice as she shivered at what might have been a terrible accident.