<span style="color: violet">"She seems just as gloomy as any Forsaken I've ever met, you sure your mom didn't just turn her pink again?"</span>Ras smiled a bit and shook his head. "You say that now because you're young, when you get older you'll find more things that you want and you'll forget some other things. For now I think you should just focus on trying to spend time with your mother and enjoy your youth, you'll have plenty of time to work towards bettering the world when you're older."<br/><br/>Vyre stared up at Ashia for a long moment, the rolled onto her side and closed her eyes again.<span style="color: purple"> "Like I said, I have a past with dragons. I'm also more than twenty times your age, I hadn't even earned my face markings when your kind started to toy with the lives of Elves and mortals. I don't know if can, actually, some memories are best left buried in the past. But that's what rules are for, to make sure things work for both parties. Your children are fine, Nalo won't let anything happen to either of your children, you're still too useful to her."</span>She shook her head and let out another sigh.<span style="color: purple">"Emotions are a strange thing. It could be affection towards me, it could be sadness at the loss of your mutts, fear of potentially losing your son. Maybe you're just allergic to the flowers in my hair, it could be anything."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>