At least this time, the little hatchling hadn't been meant for someone else. She was from a wild clutch, and would have been wild herself if Aranrod hadn't been so lucky. But there she was, sleeping on a pillow, with the glows in the room only half-open to protect her from the light. Aranrod knew that starlizards could be daytime creatures eventually, but the poor thing had wanted to stay out of the light at first.
Leulaw and Dylandon were both perched on the headboard staring down at their new family member, and Aranrod looked up from her to the two bronzes. They had been the only reason she found out about the starlizard clutch, after all, suddenly diving away from her and Zenith to a cave they were flying over. They had flown back just as quickly, but darted back and forth between the cave and Zenith until she and Aranrod took the hint.
She is so tiny, Zenith commented, though she wasn't in a position to see the newly hatched starlizard where she was. She had seen the little baby gold for a moment when Aranrod brought her out of the cave entrance, but the moment they stepped into sunlight, the hatchling dove into Aranrod's shirt, hiding from the bright light. Even smaller than the little ones we already have.
Aranrod smiled. Zenith had been cheerful about accepting the little bronzes as soon as her rider was permitted to bring them home, and it was good that she was going to be just as cheerful about this little one. "I'm pretty sure that she'll be bigger than them when she's grown," she whispered, though she didn't really think that the little starlizard queen would wake up for several more candlemarks.
Eventually, Aranrod would have to get her new pet adjusted to daytime, but in this way, the constant sleep of hatchlings worked in her favor. When the little gold started spending more time awake, it would be natural for her to prefer the times that the rest of the little fair was already out and about.
The little one needed a name, and Aranrod thought for a while, before deciding. "Danu," she said, not quite certain where she came up with it. It sounded a bit like her mother's name had, but not quite the same, and it just felt right. She stroked the sleeping, and slightly glowing, starlizard.
She was glad, that when she accidentally acquired a golden pet, it hadn't been intended for someone else. Her two bronze boys could have gotten her into so much trouble if her luck had been a little worse. They settled down from their perches then and Aranrod started trying to figure out how to move Danu off the pillow without waking her. She had a feeling this wasn't going to be the last time she had this problem.