<span style="color: #ffa64d">"i guess that might change once our chick hatches... i cant wait to teach her to fly."</span>she smiled and cooed softly.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"i try."</span><br/><br/>Britomart was busy breaking a rather thick stick into small pieces and tossing them off the bridge she was sitting on and she sighed and in the distance the children were crying.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "im bored... and the children are driving me nuts with their crying but Whisperia insists there is nothing wrong... why the hell are they screaming like they are being murdered?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>