Scott cooed and gurgled as he felt the loving touch of his mother, happy to finally be free of the egg. He reached up to her face, small hands grasping for the large face above him. As he did so, he proved considerable control of his tail, wrapping it gently around her wrist.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">So, this is what having a loving mother is like? Well, I like it.</span>Scott thought, still cooing and gurgling, smiling contently up at her.