<span style="color: #404040">"yes, The'kal is my mate and i love her very much but i still want friends. i dont want to be friends with the mortals, i will take care of them but i dont want to be atatched to them, they will all die so very soon... you offer kindness. Nail and Spite wouldnt know kindness if an Eternal by that name walked up and slapped them. i dont care what your flight thinks of you, i never have. they sent you to die at my hands and in my rage i almost did much worse then kill you. then talk to me in that form, i just... i want a friend."</span>she raised one brow but didnt challenge the growl.<span style="color: #404040"> "you can have kids, you can have a nice home and friends and do anything you like. you could take care of people or paint or hell, weave baskets if it makes you happy. we can learn to understand each other. of course im not like them... i was just a whelp when i discovered love and then i was twisted into this shape by a mad voodoo woman. for all i know she used mortal souls to help her work along. it would explain why i act more mortal then Dragon."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>