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Perhaps Anakumath's brimming love would never ebb - though Martirae hoped it didn't multiply with each future clutch, as it was already overflowing and even the occasional visitor amongst the gold's own siblings, or even Elzebuth's, had been greeted with far more affection than perhaps she would have before. It spilled over every baby dragon who stopped to visit their mother and when Feidemeth was close enough she too would receive a similarly oozing bounty of a greeting.

Hello my darling. I have missed you in the short time we have been apart, and it was true - how she would miss all of them now that she did not have to keep their eggs tucked under a wing, to protect them and let them tell her their secrets. Even if, as infants, they didn't truly have many. Never the less, she would feel their absence, even if it would grow far less needling as the future sevendays that would usher her children into growth dampened that nearness they'd had for the long time they'd all had together.

Martirae was far less mothering in her greetings, though that overflowing affection had left her in a kinder and more welcoming mood than her serious demeanor usually left her: "Congratulations, Nala. How do you feel?"

Anakumath indulged that raised head, leaning down to give Feidemeth the silently requested boop without hesitation. Of course not. And I will always happily make time for you if you ever want it, though she imagined that now that her little darling was safely hatched and impressed the same distress that had made her call out during the touching would be easier to manage.

Nala's answer earned a knowing smile from Martirae. "The wonder never fades. At least, it hasn't for me," and certainly, while she and Anakumath had only been together for two, short, wonderful, beautiful turns, that glowing love that radiated between them underneath every thought was as magical as ever. "I hope it feels the same for the rest of your lives."

How generous, my darling! I'd dare say I'd enjoy one right now, Anakumath thrummed, simply reveling in the newly given ability to boop and nuzzle every little head that had been so tucked away before.

Anakumath's continuously overflowing joy left Marty in a better mood than she spent most of her days. "I'm glad to hear it - I'm willing better to your Weyrling group than mine had early on. Most of us passed a bug around and it required a lot of assistance." And then once she was better it was off to wash a baby dragon in that cold lake! Brrr!

And oh what a glorious little hug it was, Anakumath leaning into the gentle little embrace as much as she could without absolutely smooshing her newly hatched daughter. Feidemeth's offer of course spurred one of her siblings in particular to mind - Surely Kesucianth will need many in the days to come, my love. and who better to give it when dear mother was not available to do so?

"It was," Marty confirmed, though she was fairly certain that particular.....bug had run it's course and that it would better to instead think warm thoughts for all of the new Weyrlings. How perfect each pair was in her eyes, colored entirely by bias. "She's really beautiful "