I can totally relate to that not falling asleep till early morning thing. That was literally me this morning, lolThe sun had came up and the mountains were a beautiful stony blue against the horizon. The lake shimmered with life, Riverwings appearing and disappearing under the surface, fishing and gathering building supplies for their underwater village. Cloudwings flew around the skies like a flock of colorful birds, going to their jobs and gathering supplies for another rescue. Kings team had been up for hours, training and exercising and keeping in shape for the upcoming breakout. Several dragonets of many different species glided and chased after each other playfully in the playground, laughing and smiling.
But one dragon hadn’t awoken yet. King lay on the hatchery floor, his eyes still shut. A whiteish gray dragonet was snuggled up against his feathers, almost buried in the warm downy feathers of the larger dragon. Kings tail curled protectively around the small creature as he slowly awoke. He opened his eyes to see he wasn’t in his room, with his team or anywhere he’d ever slept before. His first thought was that he’d been captured, but that didn’t make sense. And then he remembered the egg and how it’d hatched in a burst of bright light, and how he’d stayed up most of the night with it because it wouldn’t go to sleep. It finally fell asleep in the early morning and King wasn’t going to move and wake it up. The Lunarwing was still asleep, it’s perfect little head rested gently on his stomach, rising up and down with every breath.
Knight.
King thought lovingly, it sounded like a perfect name. He was a soldier and had found the egg, and it was a moon dragon, like the night, And the letter k could be after his own name.
“Is this silly? Maybe I should let someone else name it….Knight, of the lunarwings!” He tried saying it in his head with more gusto, it wasn’t an awful name. Chickadee could probably tell him if it was the right one or not.