"Well, my first three sons have been pretty calm. Especially Larek. Kos, my stepson, is a bit more typical of dracon his age. Still, he gets along well, doesn't escalate fights, and knows when to stop."

As Aerta explained her family experiences, the female from the other farm dashed through the grassy fields in the direction of Adykon's farm, desperate for his help.

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Orna returned the hug, happy to see that Nyx was much more receptive to touch than when they had first met.

"Oh, I'm fine, thanks. We've been waiting for you to show, but don't worry, you didn't keep us waiting too long. You can set your boy down on a cushion if you like, or keep holding onto him, doesn't matter to me. If you need anything for him or for yourself, I can get it for you" Orna explained. 

"I just hope being a mother hasn't been too much of a transition for you. You look like you've handled it well. Still, it can be stressful. We were going to get a tub of water to soak our feet in. If you'd like to do that while we talk, there's plenty of room. You've probably been on them quite a lot, by the looks of it, but I'm sure it's been worth it for the sake of your son."

Orna's speech was a bit long-winded, largely due to the fact that she was trying hard to impress Nyx and show her support during this time in her life. Being a new mother could not have been easy.