"Awake earlier than later Erica, did you go looking for Midnight again?" Walker found that the little hatchling had sniffed out his location. She had definitely followed the smell of freshly toasted break and blackberry jam.
In the short time that they had been together, she had taken a very large liking in the food that Walker's mother made from scratch. So much so that she even refused to eat the strawberry jam that came inside a pastry from a street stall. The best was the best, and Walker's mother made the best fresh at home.
That aside, Walker had noticed that the little hatchling had calmed down a lot by comparison with what she had done when she was first with him and gone flying. In turn though, she had been trying to make her own wings fly her up in the the sky. Even trying to use the light mana she had access to to help her with that.
