Clara was eager to pick it up, but she was stopped by Mateo. "Little one, I don't know if I can catch you! "Mateo approached, grabbed its wings like picking up a little chick, and lifted it.
The little creature, with its shiny black eyes, stared directly at Mateo. Suddenly, it let out a cry, sounding similar to a human child but with a cute trembling quality. It seemed fascinating.
Molly extended its claws from below, trying to reach the child but couldn't quite manage it, making a whining sound. This little one was indeed hatched by Molly.
Clara took it from Mateo's hands, cradling the small, dark creature in her arms. She softly said, "Don't hurt the baby. It's such a peculiar child. This might be the one the Dragon Tribe was talking about!"
