<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/73/Amber124.jpeg)</div>Name: Amber<br/>Current Form : Draconic<br/>Players Nearby : Syn and Marcus<br/>Location: Airborne above the fight. Then on the ground.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Amber understood what Syn meant by his words, though she was far too distraught to argue with him if she didn't. It was a truth of life that death would come, though none of them had yet experienced it in their fellow dragons.  Babies didn't often die, they just didn't hatch.<em>I do understand that… It just feels so wrong. So very tragic.</em><br/><br/>Marcus's words caused Amber to sputter and spit acid from her maw, eyes flaring with anger and it was only Syn's words that kept her from biting the snout of the offensive male.<br/><br/><em>Because it is <em>my</em> crab, my baby, I loved my crab.</em>Amber was ever the collector and she hadn't truly had the crab that long, or really at all, but she didn't see it that way. It was hers and therefore she loved it wholly.<br/><br/><em>If you want to kill it then by all means join the chaos below and help them do so. My pet is suffering and I can't stand it.</em>She hoped that the little crab, who loved her in her mind, was not aware of all that it was going through, that somehow the beast who had contaminated it had destroyed the actual creature quickly.<br/><br/>In that instance Amber didn't see the challenge either and had to, though she might deny doing so later, agree with Syn.<br/><br/>Without warning, she dove, straight for the ground but far away from the fighting going on.  Her wings stretched out gracefully when she pulled out of the dive and she glided along just above the grass.  Putting out her feet, she landed, clutching the ground with her claws.  Her neck extended as she pawed at the ground, a loud screechy scream left her mouth and throat as she bellowed angrily at the scene. It was all she<em>could</em>do.<br/><br/><br/>