Edge nodded in understanding. "You don't know what they'll look like, either, huh?" The boy laughed a little. "It's okay. It doesn't matter what they look like, does it?" He asked rhetorically. He noted that Path was tired. Anyone would be exhausted after giving birth. Per his mate's request. Edge withdrew his hand and stood up. "Yeah, I'll go get you some water!" He said before dashing out of the room with his usual energy and hyperactivity. 

The violet-eyed human sighed. Since he was keen on remembering his past, Edge could name every member of his 'family'. Though they revered him as their king, they loved each other. But Edge recalled, the clan of hydras only had each other. Ostracized and exiled from the other dragons, they built their castle at the very edge of the world. Hence, Edge's name. On the 'edge' between paradise and existence. He remembered each one affectionately. Though he had died many times, it was not always another hydra resulted from his death. He was the 'original'. If any of the others tried to cut off their necks, then they would be reborn, but they would never spawn another hydra. That was Edge's lone power. 

Edge realized that since his family couldn't die, they had to still be roaming the Earth. Or, perhaps they ruled a part of the world, as Noire had. When the human had first seen her, he revered her as an enemy. But now that he remembered her, she was more like a sister. They were very close. Edge thought it was ironic that he was the oldest of all of them, but acted and appeared to be one of the youngest. As the boy reached the well, which held less than three gallons of water, he smiled. Though he had died an infinite number of times, he only had seven other hydras. 

No matter how close he was to them, though, he had never returned any of their courtships. Both male and female. All of them shared one key feature: the ultraviolet eyes that made them easily distinguishable. Leonides was a male hydra who was by far, the laziest! He would spend his days lounging about the castle. Blizzard was a hardworking female hydra. She had left on a mission to wipe out all the red dragons. Beelzebub was the most malicious of them, often torturing and toying with his victims before ripping them to pieces. Noire was the most vain, but was very protective of them. Charon was the little brother of the group, always asking stupid questions. Forte was their warrior. He had brought a sky city to the ground all by himself. December was a female hydra who knew just about everything there was to know. She was very influential, and even had a month named after herself!

Filing a thermos with the liquid treasure, Edge carefully made his way back. "Here you go, Path-Path!" He sang, placing it by his mate and squeezing the dragon's hand. "You should rest. You look tired." Edge remembered his love for his old family, but now he had a new one. Perhaps, if they were still alive, they were looking for him. Edge's eyes burned. He had to protect his family- Path, Sleipnir, and Skylark.