[h3][color=f6989d][center]~Lyssa~[/center][/color][/h3]

[color=f6989d]"Ehe, Eith?"[/color] before the hound could even think about moving out of Lyssa's grip, the demon had already wrapped her arms around her in another tight hug and started petting her head again. [color=f6989d]"She's an adorable huggable fluffy soft warm wittle puppy."[/color] Thankfully for Eith, it lasted only a few moments before Lyssa made her way into Swens dorm and flopped down on the bed and didn't seem intent on moving any time soon.  A few seconds later, she yawned. [color=f6989d]"You have a comfortable bed."[/color]

[color=a187be][h3][center]~Livia~[/center][/h3][/color]

Livia gave the phoenix a disapproving frown, placing her hands on her hips with a stern glare. Even if it was a small lie, it was a still a lie. If there was one thing Livia greatly disapproved of, it was that in any capacity no matter how well intentioned it was. This was harmless enough, but well...Fia was obviously hungry and she could go for some food as well. A bath could happen later. Livia walked over to the girl.

[color=a187be]"Now, no need to Lie. You haven't eaten in awhile and I admittedly could go for something to eat as well." Livia said. "Cynthia, dear, you can have the rest of the evening off to do whatever you wish."[/color]

[b]"Very well, mistress."[/b]

[color=a187be]"And you, Fia, are coming with me."[/color] She ushered the girl out of the room as Cynthia went about finishing the cleaning.


[color=aba000][h3][center]~Sorcha~[/center][/h3][/color]

[color=aba000]"Hmm? You aren't going to be the head of your house?"[/color] Sorcha laughed at this, as if finding the very idea somewhat absurd. [color=aba000]"Don't be silly Luna, that means nothing to me. You can be the wealthiest noble in the land and still lack honor and courage, and the poorest peasant can be braver than any knight. I've been friend to valiant kings, intelligent wizards and noble warriors. I've been friends to simple blacksmiths, tailors and I even fancied a farmer once."[/color] The dragon chuckled.

[color=aba000]"So you should have no worries about that. Status means little to me, as long as you are brave, strong, and just. I do not think you have to worry about that."[/color] The dragon gave the knight an impish grin, humming as she toyed with a loose strand of hair. [color=aba000]"But for the future? I think serving a brave, strong, and dare I say cute little knight is all I want for now~"[/color]

Joking aside though, that was quite an...interesting question. She hadn't really thought of her plans for the future. She honestly didn't think she would [i]ever[/i] even get much of one. She still didn't think she had much of one. As long as her...condition kept getting worse eventually there wouldn't be much she could even do. It had been getting fairly better since she had met Luna, but...a few days since then on some days, she had felt worse than she had in quite awhile. Not that she'd tell Luna that, or let her know.

[color=aba000]"More seriously...Hmm, I want to meet another dragon."[/color] Sorcha said with a much more serious tone. "[color=aba000]I...Haven't seen another in far too long. We are solitary and territorial creatures by nature, but even so...well, I fear I may be the last among a scant handful of my kind."[/color]

[color=8dc73f][h3][center]~Gwynn~[/center][/h3][/color]

[color=8dc73f]"Luck? A good warrior doesn't use luck."[/color] Gywnn replied, sounding somewhat annoyed, but the question from Maoin caused her to cut off any other comment she might have had. Instead, she suddenly found Moain's discarded glass of water incredibly interesting. She picked it up and chugged the whole thing in a few seconds before replying.

[color=8dc73f]"Erm. Y'know...training."[/color] She should really get better at lying.