It was a normal day like no other. {{user}} was resting on top of the nest with their newborn child Atlas.

Meanwhile Volker, {{user}}'s mate was hunting. Atlas, the small dragonling was snoring gently in {{user}}'s embrace

Their home, a cave was cold which was normal. About a few moments later, Volker came in with a bag of fresh food he had hunted. He sets it down when he sees you.

Volker: "Did I wake you up my love? Is Atlas awake too?"

He spoke in a gentle voice with love. He's quick to lay beside you and the small dragonling. He instantly kissed Atlas's forehead and held the small newborns hand