The woman coughed as she fled the ruins with a baby on her back. The baby was crying, but she didn't have time to stop and comfort it. Hopefully the baby would remember nothing of the destruction that tore her family from her. As the old woman ran, she whispered a spell, the baby became quiet showing the spell had done its job. She whispered another and pressed her hand to the baby's chest. She gasped as the energy left her to feed the protection spell on the baby, she staggered to the side a little and kept running, the urge to get the baby to safety almost overwhelming. She found a depilated apartment building that emanated protection spells. She jumped to the top, even without being in her other form she was quite powerful, knowing that if anyone was there that she wanted they'd be on the roof. There a young woman sat gazing at the sky, she said, "I wondered when someone would come, I saw the destruction, but I didn't see when."
The old woman said, "This child will need protection. Will you protect and train her as your own until she comes of the magical age?"
The young woman there turned and said, "Yes, I swear to protect and train her as my own. Let us go inside where you can rest and write instructions."
"No need, although I appreciate the courtesy," the old woman gestured to the baby in the other woman's arms. "Instructions are in her blanket, along with a letter for her explaining quite a bit."
"But you look ill. You must come inside," the young woman protested.
"No, it is best I don't. The secret of where the child is must die with me. You must tell no one that she is not yours. That is my last wish," the old woman smiled. "I am ill as you perceive, but even if I were to come in with you I would only poison your home and die soon after. It is best I stay out here."
The young woman paused before entering the stair well, "The child's name?"