<span style="color: #5900b3">"No Ana, you make me want to be a better, kinder, and more gentle person. Ashia would have been content with the bitchy and controlling me that used to terrorize Silvermoon. You've softened my heart and you are going to make me a proper mother. You are very powerful in your own way." </span>Vyre nodded and looked towards the kitchen at the small gathering there.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "You're right, she's already fitting right in. I shudder to think what she had to go through to end up... how she was before."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #99ccff">"I... uh, well I guess I could eat some more. I got distracted by Chi-chi here and mother is pregnant so I didn't want to bother her. I would like some... well anything is okay."</span><span style="color: #4d4dff">"She needs something hearty, Frank. If she's half Troll and half Vyre she'll need it." </span>Emily grinned and leaned down to kiss Frank softly.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"You're the man trying to court a dragon, do you <i>want</i> to feed me or not? If you're going to cook for me I'll stay right here but if not I can go hunting."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>