<span style="color: #b30000">"I'm not going to argue with you." </span>Animus sighed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000"> "I'll have to sit you down with several other people so I can explain to you all the difference between recording everything and knowing everything."</span>The drake looked at Ashia with large, fearful eyes and shook her head. "Nothing stolen. You gave willingly. Very willingly. I have one clutch... she does too. We protect them dearly and keep them safe from our Flight. We did not steal these eggs out of malice. We took them to protect them." Animus muttered angrily and Ruby yelped as she was dragged away.<span style="color: #b30000">"Sit! Stay. Stay, good girl." </span>Ruby snarled in defiance but a simple backhand from Animus silenced her. "Chaos makes timelines unstable and impossible to see. These children were at risk... the magical traps on them would have killed them... turned them into bombs and set off a chain reaction. Your whole race, gone."<span style="color: #b30000">"Chaos is dead now, so she will be keeping the eggs. And that's not up for discussion, what is up for discussion is if you're going to stay here and raise your clutches, become Dragonlings yourselves, or flee and never return again."</span>The shot drake wheezed weakly making the other shift uncomfortably.<span style="color: #b30000"> "If you want your mate to live you're going to gather the stolen eggs and return them. Then make your decision."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>