A brief introduction to my daughter, the Raptor Hatchling (her fault for inventing a weird, guttural screech when hungry). Born in August, she has proven to be a delightful addition to the family. Her mother–perhaps foolishly–has deferred an awful lot of the naming conventions to me. Thus the stuffies now have names like Paladine, Elune, &c. It’s not her sleep sack, it’s her Robe of Protection +2. Her sleep-song is from Final Fantasy IX (You’re Not Alone) And so forth.

But first we must ask: who wore it better?