Remy shook his head, "no, its hatching," he smiled. "I dunno... Rosalie!! The egg is hatching!!"

Sage sort of groaned when he said he wasn't sure, sort of just curling around the egg tighter, still fanning it but now clearly very nervous.

Rosalie rushed over to anxious Remy and Sage. She smiled, watching the little egg. "Its okay, you don't have to fan it anymore, it'll be okay to hatch on its own,"

Sage sort of heasitated but nodded, biting his lip and settling his tail down, just to help support it as it hatched, watching it with wide eyes.

The three of them watched closely until the little baby emerged, no bigger than a softball. Remy smiled, holding his hands out to the little baby who gazed up at them. Rosalie smiled. "Its a little girl," she hummed.

Sage sort of curled tightly around their daughter when she emerged, a grin stretched wide across his face. "We have a daughter," he breathed to Remy, still just staring in her direction happily

Remy was watching the little girl, swim around his hands, her body no bigger that his hand.

Sage just peered over at her, eyes glowing as he looked back and forth between her and Remy. "What should we call her," he asked after a moment or so.

"What about...Ivy?"

Sage hummed softly, peering down at the baby and then nodding. "I think it suits her," he agreed happily. Then he cocked his head. "On land, there's this thing where parents name someone important to the baby's upbringing as a godfather or godmother....someone not family. I was ...I was thinking about naming Ally her godmother," he noted almost heasitantly. "If you think you'd want to do that," he added quickly