Sully is Back, and Theodore Dead?

Inside Arthur's magical bag an egg moved. It was Sully, who had become that way after getting his bloodline.

Two months had passed since then, and he had yet to hatch. Arthur was already happy as things were finally getting better; now even his friend was returning.

Arthur took out the egg from the bag, and placed it above his bed. It was moving, and cracks had showed up already.

After what felt like an eternity, a small baby wyvern hatched. It was all white, and cute.

"Ohh, look at this cutie!"

Arthur was moving his hands towards it to cuttle, and then a voice suddenly said inside his mind.

"Don't even think about it."

"Sully? Do you remember me?"

He wanted to see if the memories were still intact, and it seemed that was the case.

"How would I forget such brat? Listen, I may look cute now, but I'm not a baby. Don't treat me like one. Hey, what are you doing?" It was hard to resist. That cute little wyvern needed a cuddle.