[h1][center]Jo-Anne[/center][/h1]

"There isn't really a clan of us," The Taguel said as she followed the Viera. "My grandmother was the only one left of the Taguel after her warren was massacred. But then she married grandfather and the race continued through my father, Yarne."

"And what was your grandfather then?" Livia asked.

"A human, or as you call them a hume." Jo-Anne responded. "They had fought together in Chrom and Robin's army and fallen in love. Anyways, then through some bizarre circumstance, my father was transported back in time to prevent Grima's conquering of our world along with other children of the army's soldiers including Chrom's daughter, Lucinda, and Nah, my future mother and a hybrid human/manakete, a long-lived race that could change into dragons. They fell in love and got married, having six of us and settling down after Grima seemed to have been defeated for good."

"And all of you can change into either state?" the Viera asked as they left the gates behind.

"Well, yes and no," was the Taguel's response. "You see, all of us are capable of doing it, but to varying degrees. Tartane and I are right at home in our Taguel forms, but feel bloated and stretched in Manakete form. Zuko and Shannon are magnificent in Manakete form, but are almost laughable in Taguel form. Then there's Alastair and Dana who can just barely use either form. Alastair takes it well though, he's the strongest of the family and will often fight for us when kids call us names, even though we're older than him and the name-callers were older than him."

Jo-Anne laughed a bit at the memory of one of those fights. Then she hung her head. "But Dana, she's the most magically inclined and would willingly act as our healer when needed. Yet, she always acted like either she wished she could truly transform as well or that she despised us for being non-human and wished to have pure human blood. I've never been really sure of her and always felt bad for not being able to trust a sister."