<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Bri8_ava_zps8cf447f8.jpg)</div><strong>Ran Fletcher</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1YDWtf37GCiBkCfEdON2_YdGI5Gob09laqC0P1SU0fmg/edit)<br/><br/>Ran frowned softly as Miranda mentioned her perception of the stars.  She took Miranda's hand and gave it a squeeze.  "I'm glad the spirits who watch me aren't so imposing," she replied softly.  "I've never seen an eagle who wasn't stern and demanding, but most of them are like my father.  They believe that I can live up to their expectations, and they make me believe it too."<br/><br/>The redhead gave a soft smile as the blond casually used her power to add a little order to the tavern.  If Miranda's spirits were really as dreadful as they seemed, maybe it was something Miranda did to balance them.<br/><br/>"Did you see the notice outside, Miranda?  Maybe we can help.  I'm nowhere near as strong as my uncle, but he has far more responsibility than I do."