Moonwatcher was sitting with her only dragonet, Blackdrift, in her talons.
He was trying to catch a moth, but he kept on missing it by a scale.
Blackdrift had pale blue moon scales with navy blue wings, icewing spikes, and black and light blue eyes. He had the nightwing teardrop next to his eyes, along with a faint star in the middle of his forehead, he also had faint swirls and stars on his talons.
     Moon's mate, Winter was pacing restlessly. Their egg was due to hatch tonight. The egg faded from black to white with fant stars. Moon looked up at the night sky. One moon, she thought, a mind-reader or a seer.
Winter and Moon's last dragonet had both powers, and Winter suspects that he is an animus.. Moon remembered.
      She sometimes still had nightmares of when she was tricked into helping the nightwing hybrid psychopath, Darkstalker. "Mama?" Blackdrift muttered, turning his attention away from the moth that he was playing with.
"Are you alright?" Blackdrift looked at Moon with sympathy in his eyes.
"Of course!" Moon replied.
      She sometimes forgot that Blackdrift could read her mind, and she would get lost in her nightmares, but being near Winter and Blackdrift always made her feel better. Moon smiled at Blackdrift then shifted her green gaze over to the egg. Wait a minute, the egg, is silver... It's about to hatch! Moon realized.
      She dug her claws into the snowy grass of sanctuary. "Winter! The egg is silver!" She called. Winter turned his gaze from the sky to Moonwatcher, then to the egg. "It is" He breathed. Winter walked over to Moonwatcher sat next to her and rested one of his wings on her back. His pale blue scales glittered like icicles in the moonlight.
      "Then we'll wait for them right here, as a family." Winter announced, smiling.
Moon smiled back, her love for him was genuine.
Crack, Crack. "The egg is hatching!" Moon said, pointing at the egg.
"Come on little one! You can do it!" Winter encouraged.
         Crack, Crack, POP! The top of the egg shell popped off and a little dragonet head poked out. Moon could tell the dragonet was a she. Her base scales were a navyblue-ish color with a lighter color on the top of her face and along her spine. She had eyes like her father but instead of blue, they were green like her own. She had white freckles and a teardrop scale at the side of her eyes.
And white icewing spikes.
        She's a mind-reader...Moon thought. The little dragonet looked at Moon and thought, Mama...?
"Yes, I'm your mama!" Moon said out loud. Her now oldest dragonet, Blackdrift
was beeming with joy. "Pops! I'm an older brother!" He told Winter.
Winter chuckled, "yes, I am aware of that, and you will be a good older brother at that!"
         Blackdrift smiled and pat on the ground. "Come here Snowstar!"
He called, "come on! You can do it! Walk to your big bro!"
"Snowstar?" Winter mumbled. He thought about it for a few heartbeats then asked, "Moon, how do you feel about the name?"
          Snowstar....Moon pondered. After a moment she smiled and replied.
"Snowstar, I like that name!" Winter smiled back at her, then picked up their new dragonet -Snowstar-. "Welcome to Pyrriah Snowstar!"
Snowstar smiled and curled into a ball near Winter's chest. The radiated coolness of his scales seemed to comfort her. With a small yawn, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
           "Hatching out of the egg must have been a lot for her" Moon remarked.
Blackdrift smiled and padded over to Moon and sat in the middle of her and Winter. "Yeah, it must've." Winter replied. Moon gave him a warm smile, but she had this bad feeling that something she would not like would not like was bound to happen...and soon... With that she shook her head, and enjoyed this moment of her family being filled with love and joy for their new dragonet.

Sorry for being long! And the short chapter!
Blackdrift belongs to BlackdriftWhitefrost btw!