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| A dragon with what seemed to be more simple coloring - green with white wings and crests to go with her snowflakes burst from her shell next. Yohlisanth seemed very pleased with this mineature of herself, and Luroath too seemed to preen. The green shook out her wings, and shook her head clear. Her eyes were vividly blue and shot with questioning yellow. Kshatarieth... I do believe you've not given folk the credit they deserve. Life need not be so painful. The green dragon, with the white candidacy scarf around her neck was busy snapping at the black and silver blizzard flits who still plagued her. What do you know of life, Akshaeth?! A pang of guilt and a flood of love brought 'Rieth to her senses. Akshaeth... | |||||||||||||||||||
| It's okay, 'Rieth. You should keep those flits. They're so cute! I laugh as Akshaeth stares at the flits as one alights on her head. Maybe I will. I say to her. I'm happy, now that I have Akshaeth. And you'll never be alone! |
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| Rieth's white-winged green Akshaeth. | |||||||||||||||||||