Vyre shook her head and let the conversation go.<span style="color: #5900b3">"These aren't normal dragon hatchlings though, the Black one can't even fly and she'll probably just run off back to Ras for more belly rubs when she wakes up." </span>Nail rubbed her temples and growled softly.<span style="color: #bfbfbf"> "You don't need to coddle her, cuddle her. Walk into her den, wrap your arms around her, and lay down. That's it. She's not complex, she doesn't really have any problems, just go share a meal with her or anything to spend time with her. We dealt with Miriam after you left and she knows she owes you an apology." </span>Vyre shrugged and kissed the Blue hatchling on the head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"You're a brute, my love. She just looks even more brutish so it seemed reasonable, like a male Orc is all muscle and no brains."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>