Rayne rolled her eyes and nodded.<span style="color: #a64dff">“Fine, fine. Cattle sounds cuter though.”</span>She stuck her tongue out and pouted.<span style="color: #a64dff"> “I will have you know that I’m quite capable in hand to hand combat. I don’t know much about my lineage but I descend from the strongest Elves to ever exist. Probably.”</span><br/><br/>“Alright, if it comes up I’m always here to talk.” While they spoke the Red hatchling climbed into Amere’s lap and flopped onto her side. Much like her siblings the Red wore a small hat but she also had on a little sock over her tail. “I’m not sure what Ashia can do to keep them out. This one here is a little terror and has all of Ashia’s worst traits. Don’t you, you little rascal you?” He poked the Black’s belly softly making her squirm and hiss in delight as Ras slipped a new sweater on over her head. “At least Elerona came and got her kids while you were asleep. At least these five are only here to play or sleep and they don’t really need us for that. Hey, where’s the Blue one? Go get your sister.” The Black chirped softly and vanished. With his hands free, Ras adjusted the sling he was wearing where his daughter slept peacefully against the warmth of her father’s chest. “What would you like for breakfast, my dear?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>