Hunger Pangs

“Come on, Rett, you need to eat…” Gath picked the tiny youngling up from his massive pile of plushies and pillows, then delicately placed him inside his high chair at the table. It had only been three months, but already, baby Rett was very active and constantly wanted to move about. He still couldn’t eat … Read more

Hatchling

“Hey, shush, you are safe, little one. You are just hungry…” In one hand, Gath held a small bottle of mushed up vitamins, mixed with water, sugar and plenty of protein. In the other, he cradled a tiny, wriggling mess, a baby Rethan, barely plated, eyes blinking in the dim light. Not just any baby. … Read more