"Oh, look, she's hatching!" said a deep voice.

"She'll be adorable!" said another voice, this time feminine. The dragon in the egg burst out, in perfect grace and harmony. The birds in the rainforest all started singing.

"Oh, she's beautiful! Let's name her Perfection!" said the male voice.

"Because that's what she is!" said the female voice. Their thoughts were echoing the same thing, over and over again.

She's perfect.

I love her.

She's beautiful.

She's perfect.

I love her.

She's beautiful.

They repeated that in a loop until one said,

Wait. I'm Deathbringer. I didn't have eggs with Glory.

The other one said,

Wait. I'm Glory. I didn't have eggs with Deathbringer.

Then, the thoughts stopped, and went back to the loop.