Instead of a red drake, a creature not too different from Ashia sat curled up in front of a tiny fire. The red stared at Ashia in silence for several moments before letting out a huff.<span style="color: #b30000">"Wh-" </span>She paused and adjusted the sloppily stitched together quilt of hides around herself to keep her body covered from the cold.<span style="color: #b30000">"The'kal said I w- I wanted to go back to you. Give you a chance to... prove that you're different. I returned to Wyrmrest and what I saw, how I was treated even before The'kal made me like you. They knew you held me prisoner. I was told I should have stayed dead, that I would just bring The'kal back. My own mate turned his back on me after our clutch was destroyed." </span>She looked away from Ashia and inhaled slowly.<span style="color: #b30000"> "I have nothing to go back to, and you... you can give me something. Be it to just be a brood mother, a friend, or a swift death. When The'kal brought me to this land I asked her to make me like you, she changed your sister too. The Blue is like you, like us as well."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>