<span style="color: #4dffff">"Well, I still wish that I could carry on like you have. I'm a dragon, I'm supposed to be powerful and infallible. Instead I'm a broken embarrassment to my flight. When you finish your meal I'll help you clean then take you to meet my Mistress."</span><br/><br/>Ashia's rest would be disrupted by a weak call of help from Ruby who was clinging to a tiny block of ice floating in the Northern Sea and freezing to death, too cold to change her form. Miriam was no longer on the bed with Ashia but she was still in the room, now on the floor rolling a tiny fireball around with the Red hatchling while the Black had stretched out to take up the free space. Nail was now behind Ashia holding her tight with her tail coiled around Ashia's.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>