<span style="color: #bfbfbf">“My wings aren’t missing, I was never intended to have them. The’kal wanted some more extreme variation between me, Ruby, Emily, and Miriam so further down the line as there’s more types of Dragonlings instead of all just being different colors of you. Like Emily being so much smaller but having a bottomless mana pool, Miriam having golden scales that change based on her surroundings, Ruby is the most normal looking but her clutches will be larger and her offspring will grow the fastest. And obviously I’m... well I was physically superior to your last body but I’m slower and more heavily armored to compensate like the Elf so bluntly pointed out.” </span>Vyre growled at Ashia but winced suddenly and grabbed her belly.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Ow, fuck...”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>