<span style="color: darkgreen">"You misunderstood me my love, a saddle for you, but for Azu to ride. I don't need her to fly me around the jungle, if you know the right... spirits and spells anyone can become a High Priest. And in my case, I can simply become one of Ras' High Priests, which will both help him out, and give me some measure of power back while we're in the jungle. I'm going to hold you to that my beloved, perhaps when we get home we can have Kuro and Karren watch the children for a day or two, make them work off their trip to Goldshire."</span><br/><br/>Ras smiled a bit and nodded, while he hid it well Amere and Ibara would both be able to tell he was barely holding back a grin as he looked over Sharindia. "Shadowstorm... either that's a joke or someone in your family line really, really didn't like their children. Your mother can travel through time, it's why the dragons are mad at her, I never fully understood it myself but to all of us you were only just born, Amere is still a day away from even being capable of having children and Eru only just earned her name. I do hate dragons, but Ashia is a special case, I don't hate her or her family. At least not yet." He shook his head and held one glowing hand to the side of Sharindia's head. "The bleeding is superficial. She'll be just fine but if it makes you feel any better I'll see if I can wake her up sooner than later." The glow grew brighter as the healing power increased in an attempt to heal whatever the dragon had done.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>