He dragonet sitting in her egg knew that she should, no, must come out now. Somehow, even before she hatched she felt that everything counts on it.

The dragonet spread out her little body and pushed on the wall of her egg. Crak. She heard a gasp from outside and felt the world moving. Suddenly there was a dim light. She pushed harder. 

Crak crak crakk crak KRUNCH 

Every thing the dragonet had ever know so far fell away. The three full moons in the sky flooded her vision. A dragoness she recognized from the flashes in her head stood next to her. The adult's eyes where full of love for her dragonet. Her dragonet, she realized. I'm her daughter. She is my mother!

Her mother held out her talons and the dragonet clambered clumsily into them. There was another black dragon standing next to Mother. This must be Father. 

"She's so black," Father said 

"Yes... black," 

For a scary moment the dragonet thought she might be named Black, though she wasn't sure why it mattered. "As black as night. That's it! Her name is Night."

That's the perfect name." Father said. "Night."