“Perhaps a story will help you sleep better?” Triv rumbled, sitting upright. Vas crawled between his forelegs and laid down while Riva clambered onto his back excitedly.

“Mrrr… color story!” Riva squeaked.

“Story,…” Vas murmured.

“Do you want to hear the color story, Vas?”

“Yes,… but I don’t want to sleep.”

“Very well, I’ll just tell the story.” Triv purred as he spoke, knowing that the chicks would probably fall asleep before he finished. “You don’t have to sleep. Now, you remember the story of Caedi and why we have wings? Yes,… you do. A long time after that, Caedi and her mate, Sirv, clutched and had three chicks -“