<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b8/Dreamshard.png)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dreamshard</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://docs.google.com/document/d/1kNg8ah8aKGvKW1dR3yVltg70KJJU8HBXotjecZlDVO4/edit<br/></div></div><br/>"Val," Dreamshard called, reaching out after the retreating amazon she'd already come to admire so deeply.<br/><br/>Then she grit her teeth and told her to give the girl a minute, surprised at how jealousy wracked her at the image of Chance's lips joining with hers.  Dreamshard groaned softly, but made herself focus.  A soft bamph later, she was within a few feet of the apparently surrendered alien, checking it for wounds.  "Quckie," she called, "Is this the one with the golden blood, or is there something else out there."