Ashia growled low and threatening when Salterria was teleported before she had Emily by the snout, locking her mouth shut.<span style="color: #404040">"this is <i>my</i> fucking house. i have graciously allowed you to sleep here because i actually like Frank. if you can't treat my daughter or Inaara with respect the least you can do is respect me enough to shut your fucking mouth or i will fucking muzzle you. i was about to give Salterria a similar speech but you took it on yourself to kick <i>my</i> child out of <i>my</i> house. your next words better be 'I'm sorry Ashia' or i will be speaking to Miriam about your utter disrespect for me, my unborn child, my living child and Miriam's children."</span>she released Emily, glaring into her eyes and then she grabbed Salterria the same way the second she returned.<span style="color: #404040">"if you can't treat the mother of your sibling with respect then you can shut your fucking mouth or i will strap it shut. i will not have this shit going on anywhere in my house but that goes double in this room! now, have i made myself clear?"</span>with her mouth clamped shut the younger Black averted her eyes and nodded a little before she was released. "i am sorry mother." Ashia sighed angrily and walked over to pick the three triplets up again and sat down. Frank looked at Ashia and then the other Dragonlings and shook his head.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"i am no expert on you Dragonlings but wouldn't it be easier to just send them outside away from the kids and let them duke it out?"</span><span style="color: #404040">"oh your quite right and i would enjoy watching such a brawl if their power levels were anywhere close to equal. but The'kal gave Emily, Miriam, Nail and Ruby far more power then Salterria has, it would be like expecting you to fight Vyre... no, I'm afraid The'kal is still complicating my life so i have to play arbiter."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"yes, yes... you sound like a broken replay crystal."</span>Ibara rolled her eyes and looked at Ras.<span style="color: #ff8000">"what fucking stress of the city? i haven't seen anyone but you, my mother and Vincent in ten days. i have no idea what is happening out there or what is even going on in this temple. i am perfectly insulated against all of that and at least i have a good view from the window."</span>Sylavandra looked at the objects and nodded.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"of course we have to tell you when we go. otherwise this stone wouldn't do much good, we would need a caravan to bring the supplies and she won't eat anything but your cooking." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>