I'm On Fire, I Feel It Everywhere

Shuule stayed home for the rest of the day, deep into the night. The city walls talked, and Anna came by to try and check on her after hearing what had happened, but after some gentle insisting, the tiger girl sighed and had no other option than to go home. Tomorrow she would perhaps force her way into the house, but if her friend wanted to be by herself for today, Anna felt too awkward to insist otherwise.

Shuule bundled herself up one of her furred shawls, and had curled herself up next to the remaining egg. All the instinct that had hit her in a soft wave the night she had laid it was now on overdrive. She wasn't going to let this singular child out of her sight. She had failed the second one, and hoped against hope that she wouldn't have a third to possibly ruin. But this one? This one here, and whole, and she was going to keep it that way.