<span style="color: #4dffff">"We're all just animals, Frank. Slightly more advanced than most species, but still animals. Our powers and scale color doesn't change our nature. Even the beloved Red Dragonflight does the same if they need to." </span>The girl had taken a firm hold of his hand and was idly chewing and sucking on his fingers while she looked very interested in the conversation they were having.<span style="color: #4dffff">"You make it sound evil, it's more recycling than anything. But I do understand your point and it's actually something Ashia wants to fix. Dragonlings need less food, have smaller clutches of just a few eggs which is less taxing on the mother, and we can fit into most mortal sized houses instead of needing caves and the like."</span>She raised an eyebrow and returned to her true form.<span style="color: #4dffff">"I don't think you would be very comfortable walking around with a penis the size of Ashia's, and if our... relationship doesn't work out it would be hard to explain to any future mortal women you court."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>