<span style="color: red">"It's certainly better than sitting around waiting for something exciting to happen. And to be honest? I hope nothing exciting happens, today was too much for me. Good because I hate giving people rides."</span>She smiled back at Shauna and started to walked off before she began coughing.<span style="color: red">"The air here is so different from home. It may take me a while to get all the ash out of my lungs and enjoy fresh air. While I'd like to take your word for it I'm not going to make any attempts to approach a major city or a village by myself. I'm not that curious." </span>She nodded after a moment and clapped her hands together a few times, each time blasting herself with a wave of flame to warm up.<br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"Friends, family... Dragons don't get those, we have to be strong by ourselves or die weak and hoping someone will help us. You're... lucky I guess. Born into the right body with the right people in your life." </span>While she waited for the tub to refill she pulled her hair around her shoulder and began to braid it in the exact same fashion as her father, apparently both Trolls having been taught by Singe.<span style="color: purple">"I'm looking forward to meeting Ras, but I don't expect that he'd accept me as his daughter or give me a name. He's been away from my life and my mother all this time, why would he care now?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>