Dawn, because she hatched right before dawn. [ A beat, and then, rather dryly, ] Child me was still working on the whole creativity thing.

[ Not an exaggeration on either count, but. There's a good chance he could've thought of a better name with some time and less eagerness, much as it'd fit anyway. All the more reason to give a sharp whistle which gets an answering screech from the sky as the wyvern descends.

It doesn't take that long and Claude holds out an arm for her to land on with some short flaps, and then her gaze is turned on Ciri with a head tilt of curiosity. He'll use that distraction to hand a packet of jerky strips - a favorite snack, even if it's the Horizon and none of this is real - to her. ]

I promise she doesn't bite, but a little bribery never hurts either.