<span style="color: #666600">"I didn't mean to hit you that hard, it was supposed to be a friendly jab. So I apologize. We'll have some fun later and I'll make it up to you." </span>Iron looked between The'kal and Ashia with a frown.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Dragons don't taste good either, but have a lot of meat. Britomart likes it but the others don't so I only eat the small ones if I can't find anything else. This one looked different so I wanted to try it. This one is my mate, she's special to me." </span>The demigod looked at Ashia again then nodded. Up close Ashia would note that Iron was larger than Vyre, nearly as tall as the dragonling herself, but with the same proportions making her every bit as beautiful though she seemed much more relaxed.<span style="color: #666600"> "Ashia, this is Ironwing, Elune's goddaughter and the daughter or Aviana. Iron, this is my mate Ashia and the sire of a new breed of dragons."</span><span style="color: #8000ff">"Hello."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>