A year later, she and Zaar stood on the edge of the mountain outside their quarters. He stood behind her, his warm body keeping her and Honor secure in his arms wrapped around then both. Sarah's toes curled back on themselves at the drop at their feet. "Back," she squeaked. Honor showed no fear - instead she looked at the view with her father's intense gaze. She'd developed faster than a human child, could walk and talk already, but not by much. All indications were that she'd grow up like a human child.
"I will not let you fall."
"I know, but please step back." She pressed back against him to get them away from the big drop in front of them.
He stepped back and then sat down on a boulder with her between his legs and his arms under hers, helping her support their daughter. They sat like that for a long time.