Vyre picked up the Blue at her feet while the others continued to hiss and chirp at Salterria in excitement. As the four bounced around Salterria the dragonling would see the three White whelps shifting colors excitedly and creating a tiny rainbow of color. The Red would eventually wander over to Ashia's foot and flopped over it to whine up at her.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "Well why don't you show her that you're not competition? Ashia, if you can even grab her, pick her up and cuddle her between you and Salterria. Your children are smarter than they should be, she might understand that you still love her." </span>The Black whelp perched herself on Vyre's head and launched a volley of smoke blasts at her sister but the blasts were so weak they didn't even make it half way to Salterria, but the smoke pouring off of the whelp's back started to make Vyre cough a little.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>