Hot springs?

"Mom that's enough!"

Cirre pouted at the quick action of harm her mom would immediately cause on her. She picked up the dragoness into her arms, this human form had made her terribly weak. The woman was shivering non-stop, well her flames are extinguished temporarily.

It may just take some time, one that she's willing to wait for. She does plan on doing this with several other monsters on the island. Those that don't have a race outside of what they really are, monsters. All their good for is being farmed out for exp until their all dead. That's not how Cirre wants to play this little game.

"Moms, give us some space please. I'll be just fine."

Cirre didn't want her mom striking the wyvern over and over into a point of complete resentment. Once the two walked far enough away, her wandering eyes met her rage filled eyes.

"Is there a hot spring near by? We both could use it."