Asimona had, in fact, heard the call and had responded back with an ear-shattering roar of her own before taking off from her nest in Pisces. She hadn't seen her children in a while and even if it meant having to cope with the heat in Monoceros, she would be happy to see the whole family again. And Dread, as well - their opposing habitats didn't make meetings a very frequent occasion.

She soared over the winds, letting them hold her high on the air before folding her wings in a bit, dropping down as Dread's den came into sight - not that she needed sight, his roaring was loud enough to be heard from the entrance to the caves. A few feet off the ground she folded her wings in and reached forward, catching herself in her fall with a booming thud. She lifted her head. "It's good to see you, Dread," she rumbled.

By the caves, this room was sweltering. In the air was bad enough but now that the winds weren't cooling off her skin, she was beginning to overheat. She immediately began cooling the air around her body until she was at least not dying, eyeing the food in front of Dread. "For me as well?"

Asimona rumbled with happiness when she saw her two children, arching her head down and over Svartis muzzle as he touched her chin, as if to embrace him with the arch of her neck. "Hi, Svartis. I had to come and see my family - it's been a little while since I've seen you in Pisces." It wasn't with an accusatory tone - she understood that her children were grown now and they could make their own life, but inside she yearned only to continue to be their mother, however protective she could be. She looked to bone and gave the same delighted rumble. "Hello, Bone, it's good to see you too! I have been good - these cycles have been uneventful."

The little squeaking sound had her looking down at the hatchling that had landed in front of her. She pulled away from Svartis for a moment to arch her neck down and look at the little thing, a puff of vapor escaping her nostrils. "Don't worry, I will not hurt my own children." She leaned back up as Dread pushed him away, eyes narrowed with amusement.

She did as Bone did - pulled a carcass towards herself and began to dig in when she paused at her daughter's tattling. She whipped her head over to look at Svartis, ready to begin questioning him as a worried mother would, when Dread cut in. She stopped and looked at him, a small growl in her chest. "Big things in the bone room? What happened? Who were you fighting?" She turned back to Svartis, not in a disapproving manor, but glancing over his body and noticing the scars had her worried - and angry, of course, at all those her hurt her son - and she wanted to know who it was that was threatening them.

She looked up at Bone, eyes raking over her as well and noticing odd place on her plates that didn't look quite right. "Did you fight too? Are you both injured? Who were these creatures?"