A few days after Blaze was born she was showing more signs of her pyrokinesis through coughs and sneezes. The part of the staff that helped take care of her were concerned with the flames coming out of the little kitten and reported it to the king and queen immediately The king and queen denied their sights as much as they could, saying that they must have seen a flash of light in their vision or they were just seeing things caused by the summer's heat.

"Aaron the staff are concerned, we can't hold this up forever." Flame said while feeding Blaze; she managed to get one of the staff members to let her feed her own child.

"I know, but as long as she's little we can cover it up just well enough."

"Can we just stop focusing on her power for just a moment? That is all we have been doing."

Blaze stopped feeding and Flame put her over her shoulder to burp her and after sat her on her lap.

"..You're right; we've been obsessing over it." Aaron confessed. "This isn't healthy, but it's just so frightening with what may happen."

"I know. Right now just let her grow; this stress is a danger to all of us." Flame cradled Blaze.

Aaron sat down beside her.

"I suppose it is." He held out his finger and Blaze wrapped her tiny hand around it with smiles and wonder.

Aaron smiled.

As months passed the kitten grew; learning about the world through her senses. She had now learned how to crawl which meant the need to baby-proof the castle was needed more than ever. The staff had done everything they could to keep the young princess safe by putting up gates, putting covers on electrical outlets and more. The princess was disappointed with these obstacles every time she came across one and tried to break it only to be picked up by someone and taken away to another area. Her mother and father were there for her as long as they could be, but when royal duties demanded they be apart Blaze was taken care of by the castle staff and mostly the queen's close friend, a widowed noble named Abigail. Abigail was a White Shepard with brown eyes that sparkled in the right amount of sunlight. She was overjoyed when she had heard of the birth of the princess and had volunteered to watch her when Flame and Aaron were either away or busy.

On the current day Aaron and Flame were required to go to the grand opening of the new bridge that would close the gap in between the kingdom and neighboring regions so that communication and trade could be done quicker and more easily.

"Thank you for watching her while we're out Abigail." Thanked Flame. "You're always a big help to us."

"Anything for my best friend and her husband." Abigail said while smiling.

Flame handed Blaze over to the dog and gave her daughter a kiss on the check and started walking away. Blaze started to cry when she saw her parents try to leave.

"Oh sweetie!" Flame ran back to comfort the crying infant. She hugged her. "Mommy and Daddy have to leave. I promise, we'll be back soon. No tears. Awwuh." She tried to calm Blaze down.

Blaze calmed down a little, enough to let her parents leave, but not enough that she stopped crying entirely and not enough that Flame felt extremely guilty.

Blaze whimpered as she watched her parents get farther and farther away. She still reached out in hopes that she could somehow grab their sleeves and make them stay. When they disappeared out of her sight Blaze's ears drooped.

"Don't be sad sweetie," Abigail told her. "Mommy and Daddy will be back soon." She turned Blaze around to face her and wiped the tears off of her face. She hugged Blaze while the infant shivered and took her inside the castle.

Abigail took Blaze to her nursery room and sat her down on the sun shaped rug in the middle of the floor. Blaze pouted and slid down from her sitting position onto her belly with her arms under her. She looked up at Abigail with sad eyes. Abigail couldn't help but feel heartbroken when she saw the look on the baby's face.

Abigail picked some of Blaze's baby toys out of the toy chest across the room from the crib and spread them out on the floor. Blaze sighed. Abigail picked up the stuffed dragon that made a roaring sound when it was squeezed. She squeezed the dragon's tummy.

"RAW!" The dragon roared and it got Blaze's attention. Blaze looked at the dragon and turned away from it.

"Aww, I thought that would work. Your mother told me you loved this thing."

Abigail put the dragon down, slid a baby play piano over to Blaze and switched it on. She pressed a few keys and Blaze looked over. Abigail's ears perked and she smiled.

"Com'on. Let's play some music."

Blaze started to crawl over when a butterfly flew into the room and distracted her. She watched the butterfly flutter around the room and tried to follow it. The butterfly landed on the crib and stayed there until Blaze got too close. The butterfly then flew out the window. Blaze frowned at the sight of the butterfly leaving. She only wanted to play. She turned back to her babysitter who wasn't as interesting as the butterfly and yawned.

"Someone's tired."

Abigail scooped Blaze up in her arms who started rubbing her eyes and sat in the rocking chair. She rocked Blaze until she fell calmly asleep. The white shepard stopped rocking her and put her in her crib for naptime. Abigail left the room quietly and went to go sit one of the living rooms. One of the servants came up to the couch.

"Care for a coffee m'lady?" He asked holding a coffee mug in his left hand.

"That would be nice, thank you." She answered.

The servant went off to fetch her some coffee as Abigail turned on the television, bringing up a soap opera. She had just gotten into it when she heard Blaze's crying from her room.

"Just leave the coffee on the table please." She told the servant when he came back with her coffee. "I'll be back."

Abigail made her way to the nursery and picked up Blaze out of her crib.

"What's wrong sweetie? Shhhhhh." Abigail held Blaze and hugged her. "You hungry?"

Abigail brought Blaze into the dining hall and set Blaze down in the highchair that was near the head of the table. She brought out a blend of tuna and rice from the kitchen, scooped up a spoonful of food and brought it to Blaze's mouth.

"Here comes the train, choo choo!" Abigail playfully said as she tried to get Blaze to open her mouth.

Blaze reluctantly opened her mouth after 4 or 5 attempts and let her babysitter put the spoon in her mouth.

"Good girl." The dog continued to feed Blaze until she wouldn't eat anymore.

Blaze squirmed and fussed in her highchair until Abigail burped her and set her down in her room again. While Abigail wasn't looking, Blaze scooted over to where the dragon plush lay on the floor. She picked it up and hugged it; making the dragon roar.

Abigail turned around and smiled at the baby. Blaze noticed and turned away.

"It's okay that you like the dragon." Abigail told her.

Blaze didn't move and started hugging the plush tighter.

"Blaze?"

The white shepard reached out and Blaze scooted away.

"Okay, you don't want to see anyone right now do you? I'll be over here." Abigail stood up and sat down in the rocking chair and watched over Blaze for the rest of the King and Queen's outing. All the while Blaze would not let that plush out of her grasp.