Feneya nodded solemnly at Dovah's words, letting out a small sigh as she wondered what they were going to do. The wimborne dragonelle returned and nuzzled against Feneya's side, softly starting to [i]pruum[/i]. Feneya weakly smiled and looked at the young dragon, the dragonelles, and the drake laying in the grass beside her. She sighed again and stretched a wing over the wimborne, despite the strong smell of human she carried. 

Feneya knew that since she was the eldest, it was her responsibility to protect the younger ones. So she straightened up and spoke softly "Istaria, Dovah," She cursed herself for not knowing the other's names "Wimborne, Dragon. We have all lost a great deal on this dark day, no one here can deny the horror of the Queen's death." Her face fell slightly and she continued "But we cannot lose hope. The Queen told us to run, and we will. We will run to safety and try with all our might to make sure that no more dragon blood is shed by human weapons."

She smiled at Dovah "When we fly, I will carry you." She looked at the others and hardened her face just slightly "Until we find the others, I will protect you. No matter what. I know I am injured and it will take time to heal, but I am still a hatchling of Aramoor and my [i]foua[/i] is strong." Feneya smiled at them again "Get some rest, all of you." She turned to the wimborne "When morning comes, we will plan for the future. Sleep now, I will watch for humans."