Vyre took one of Ashia's hands in her own and squeezed it softly.<span style="color: #5900b3">"It'll be okay. If she's hurt I'll heal her, Ras has your Black whelp and she's safe, and we have these four. Why don't we go outside with them and get some fresh air? We can let them run around in the grass and chase bugs or something."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>