<span style="color: #660000">"Hm? Oh, I thought I did." </span>She reeled in her hook and looked at thoughtfully before she bit off her index finger at the knuckle, and stuck it on the hook then cast it again. As she did her finger reformed quickly and she smiled.<span style="color: #660000"> "There, now it's properly baited."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #4d4dff">"I don't..." </span>Miriam took a deep breath and looked up at Ashia.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "Just stay here with us for a while, please? Let us prove that this family is a place where you can feel safe and loved. We asked The'kal to let you know, we asked her to let you know about my new body, and everything... I'm sorry, I thought you were busy with the village or just didn't want to spend time with us. Had I known that you were looking for us I would have reached out to you sooner. I'm sorry."</span>The child continued to stare at Ashia and slowly blinked as she settled down into her mother's hand, much like Nail, the whelp had golden lines running across its body like tiger stripes and rather than wings like Ruby's child this one had more developed limbs and a longer tail.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>