<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ad/Whipsers_on_the_Night_Wind.jpg)</div><strong>Whipser's on the Night Wind</strong><br/><br/>Whisper’s sincere smile grew progressively warmer as the chocolate skinned girl accepted her apology with a playful smile and a return of introduction.  Whisper’s took the night caste’s hand in a steady grip, meeting her eyes and not looking away.  “I think I’m going to like working with you.”  She stepped back, drawing her fingers slowly down Dusks, ‘til for a moment only their finger tips touched, then it was gone.  “Lover,” she added with a wink.<br/><br/>The petite but curvy copper skinned girl perched on the edge of Dusk’s chair and looked to Orchid as she related more of the tragedies that plagued the land, and then to Endless Sky as the turquoise haired beauty unriddled much of it for her.<br/><br/>She tried to keep her two cents brief when she chimed in with them.  “I’m not quite sure how such fear can be sewed in the heart of the River Country.  This is a place of strong and proud nations.  We Linowan’s have respected you all since time out of mind, knowing you to be worthy enemies and powerful friends.  Fear is a powerful passion, but it is also fleeting.  If we show these people their own strength, they will remember their courage, and their Elders will lead them down the right path.”<br/><br/>For a moment, Whisper’s heart fluttered as she got the full force of Zain’s beautifully alien smile.  “I see much truth in Whispers’ words.  Once upon a time the highest gods chose their exalted from humans because of your pervasive ability to rise above fear and oppression.  Each Incarna chose heroes on their own criteria, but the basic truth is it was humans they exalted.  Not my kind, nor the lintha or the mountain folk, or any of a hundred forgotten peoples now lost to the ages.  Let us work together to remind the River Country of their courage.”<br/><br/>Whisper’s coppery cheeks heated a bit and she pressed her hand over her cleavage and bowed to the dragon king.  “I command a small force,” she said, “But we are strong, and the skies are ours.”  Her eyes circled the room as she spoke, beginning and ending with Lotus.  “Send us to raid behind enemy lines, or as skirmishers harrying the flankes of an army, or to deliver a message that you cannot allow to be intercepted.  My strix riders will not fail you.”<br/><br/>Zain nodded in pleasure and turned to Infinite Sky.  “I can do much to restore lost crops, through both the sciences of genesis and the art of sorcery.  It is a chage I would gladly accept, but I should also offer a lessen from the history of war.  Harrying after where an enemy has been and cleaning up the mess he has left is important, but it will never deliver you the head of your foe.  Before long we must anticipate where the TYrnat of Thorns will strike and defeat him on that field.”<br/>