<span style="color: #660000">"A standard mortal life maybe, but I have the power to do whatever I want. I can make the life for myself that I want, I just need to learn what that is."</span><br/><br/>When Ashia yelled for them to stop she would feel the shadows shift behind her and Nail let out an annoyed huff, still in her dragon form with her own hatchling perched on top of her large head.<span style="color: #404040"> "Stop with all the noise." </span>Miriam took Ashia's hand and held it tight.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"The'kal wouldn't do this to you, you know she said she did but this isn't The'kal's work. She would never do this. Maybe she panicked and thought her powers acted on her own... But that doesn't matter, nothing can fix what happened but you can still stay here with us. Your flight and your few children who have hatched."</span>She motioned to Ruby who held her adorably plump hatchling and to Nail who seemed to embody the beauty of the black flight with her tiny whelp watching Ashia like a hawk.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>