<span style="font-style: italic">The warmth was nearly a blessing to Na'vee.  The joys of a fire was few and far for her.</span>"Thank you..."<span style="font-style: italic">She said softly as she sat down next to the fire, facing the entrance of the cave, and nodding in agreement.</span>"It definitely is beautiful.  I'm glad I can finally rest a while without fear or one eye open."<span style="font-style: italic">She looked down at her hands that rest in her lap - her hair fell in a curtain on the left side of her face - and she tried to think back to the moments she wished she could live in peace again.</span><br/><br/>"I almost thought about going off to somewhere secluded...but I'm needed a lot more than the other dragon-born... I'm the one with red hair... the one that everyone says is in the prophecy..."<span style="font-style: italic">The villages who admired and worshiped dragon-born peoples were very praising to her over others.  She heard of the prophecy written on the walls of the stone slabs outside the city in the West and how the 'girl of fire hair' will save them from their graves.  Although it was nice to relish in the gifts and praise, she also knew staying anywhere longer than a few hours was dangerous for the people who welcomed her.<br/><br/>Sighing, she looked up at him and smiled.</span>"Do you mind if we stay here for a few more days?  I'll stay in here, out of sight, but I'd like to pretend I have a little bit of normal for a couple of days..."