"Mmmm k" Ryik said, throwing the wizmon from the tree to the ground. She pived after him, slamming her rear down on hin back. She spread her leg's wide apart, one on eather side of his head. Her hand's lay on her nee's as she leaned forward, th egg lay on the floor next to Ryik. "Well? Can you make him older? Or..." she put a foot on the wizmon's head. "or... do i need to beat the spell out of you?" She smiled kindly, pinning the creature heavily. "Your choice"