<span style="color: #5900b3">"Alright, alright. I just figured that maybe there was a chance to... I don't know, develop a new way to raise our children. To be better than dragons that you have to growl and snarl at to force obedience. I can be forceful with my pets because I know it's for their own good but I don't know about to our children. It'll be a learning experience for both of us because I know Order won't let you be denied this chance to be a mother for a real."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"Nope, too late for that now. You let the wisp out of the bottle and now there's no way to get it back in."</span>She smiled bitterly and put her shoes back on.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "I know all about wounds turning. I've seen a lot of pain from victories that should have been won. A lot of lost limbs and a lot of fire to burn wounds shut. I didn't know the name for it but I know the effects of it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>