When Salterria finally acknowledged the three of them they all stopped and looked at each other with hisses and other baby dragon sounds before they all turned Black and sat down, staring up at her. The Red cooed happily and cuddled against her mother when she was picked up. The Black whelp growled and squirmed when she was grabbed, but sure enough she seemed unable to teleport and Ashia would feel the tiny nubs under her daughter's skin twitching as she tried to use them. She reeled away from Leeta's finger until it touched her and she slowly relaxed. The whelp looked between her mother and older sister and grabbed Leeta's finger with a surprisingly strong grip for a whelp.<span style="color: #5900b3">"See? She's calmed down already."</span>While Red and Black whelps relaxed, the Blue sat staring with an unblinking gaze on Leeta from the safety of Vyre's arms.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>