Slip away

Basilisks only experience with parenting was raising Spider, and they were already a pretty much perfect kid before he came along. But he remembered how much he treasured the quiet moments, the one on one. 

So he waited until it was late into the night, when he returned from a patrol and crept quietly in the den. He did pause to kiss Ignita’s sleeping cheek, and then picked a kid at random. He would ensure he made time for each and every one of them. But he had to start somewhere. He nudged his kid awake and made a soft hushing noise. “Come on” he whispered, leading them out into the night. They'd only had their freedom a few days, and hadn't been out at night yet. He wanted this to be special.