Vyre settled down in Ashia’s arms and took her time finishing her meal.<span style="color: #5900b3">“We should get me a breast pump so I can start preparing bottles.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">“Jass, I used to ride a beast that was taller than you are. She had fangs larger than my hands and paws and size of my head. She was fierce and powerful, majestic… her bite could and did crush a man’s skull like a dry twig. But she would also keep me warm and provide companionship on lonely and cold nights. What you see as a potentially dangerous animal is something I see as a potential friend.”</span>She nodded and smiled.<span style="color: #a64dff"> “I would be happy to see the museum.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>