Price paced anxiously about his room. Smoke billowing from his lips, tail thrashing eagerly behind him as his amber eyes drift to his Hatchling.

Their belly swollen and round, filled with dozens upon dozens of eggs, all ready to be birthed.

He was prepared for this, having built his little Hatchling the perfect nest to birth the clutch. Yet it had been nearly two days since her contractions had started, and not a single egg had passed.

Growing concerned, Price was preparing to do the only thing he could do to try and help his Hatchling.