Ashia shook her head and reached up to rub her face.<span style="color: #404040"> "yet another issue i have to talk to Order about... i am going to end up owing that woman my soul. i intend to talk to Order about you and our daughter's missing wings, it has to be The'kal's fault, none of my other children ever had such issues. there was one boy with a deformed wing that he couldn't hide but this is far more extreme."</span>she looked at Vyre and managed a small smirk.<span style="color: #404040">"there is that fire i have been missing... it was a joke to see if you were still in there. other then her cheekbones you look nothing like your mother." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>