<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/73/Amber124.jpeg)</div>Name: Amber<br/>Current Form : Draconic<br/>Players Nearby :  Chasing Anishal<br/>Location: In the skies above the beach<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Solid agony ripped through the muscles that controlled her wings as she fought to change the other dragon's direction, the force with which Anishal flew was hard to counterbalance.  She'd regret it, at least physically, later on, but for that moment she wasn't giving up and was determined not to lose another clutch mate.<br/><br/>Finally the female saw reason and Amber felt relief wash over her.<em>You go fight the crab. I'm going to get help.</em>Amber was still of the mind that her father could beat anything, and she was also still convinced that they needed to alert the elder dragons to what was going on. They weren't prepared for anything of this nature.<br/><br/>She didn't know what to do, though there were several of her clutch who were attacking the crab. She couldn’t kill the thing, it was still hers. But it wasn't at the same time. It had been changed, so she couldn't defend it. Pouting slightly, she turned and flew decidedly toward the nest, unaware of anyone who had already gone ahead of her in that direction.<br/>