<span style="color: #5900b3">"Yeah, we can't really move Mydras, our recently-hatched son, around too much. There are people here who I trust to babysit, but he can only go a few hours without being fed or he gets fussy."</span>Monia poked Kitori's side making her squeak.<span style="color: #b300b3"> "She is young by Night Elven standards, you are... less so. But I guess home building is a good enough reason."</span>Iron shook her head and looked down at her cup.<span style="color: #ff8000">"I will be fine, my wings are large enough that it takes very little energy to glide across the ocean. I have traveled across them before. If she is not awake when I arrive then I will wait. I can meet Ras and his family, Whisperia says he is her son too, I should know him." </span>Monia scowled and Whisperia and squeezed Kitori.<span style="color: #b300b3">"We'll see who's more beautiful when she starts to get frown lines..." </span>The Elf in her arms began to laugh softly and gave her a pat on the head.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "Well I think you're beautiful, Monia. Even with your broken horn."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>