[color=9e0b0f][i][center][h1]Adria[/h1][/center][/i][/color]

	Vigilantly, Adria’s gaze rested on each of the peculiar newborns, noting each one of their actions, forms, and even words that flowed from their lips. Though her gaze lingered longer on the one that arrogantly named this unfinished canvas. She couldn’t lie, it was bold for a newborn to command the others as if they were lesser than the rest. It vexed her for a time, something bitterly resonated in her veins by how he declared initiative from others. Though she held her tongue, even though it riled her, she was charmed by his effort for naming. 

	[color=9e0b0f]“I will. You have my word.”[/color] Adria remarked with a slight smile on her ebony lips, letting her gaze linger on him. Though her gaze searched elsewhere, towards the new forming trees with a wondering glance. Then towards the reshaping of the water, and finally towards the decorating of the sky, offering company for the stars. Already, the newborns have taken the brushes of creation and dabbled into replacing the dull world. Then the bolden newborn spoke the name of the world they desired, Ashuru. A creative name, though she offered no council nor comment on the name, not yet at least. She needed to find the history behind this unfinished mural.  

	Adria turned away, outstretching her feathered wings for the embrace of the air. Her weaving had to wait for a moment longer. Her wings broke the air, lifting her from the ground as she found rhythm with the beating of her wings. Learning the basics momentarily as instincts began to permeate. Her body hovering in the air as she leaned forward. Heading towards the forsaken structure, though she froze in place as her mind echoed another voice.

	She sought the source for a moment until her eyes discovered one of the newborns approaching Adria. Her eyes lingered on Moren for a moment longer, putting the two together with a nod and appreciative smile. [color=9e0b0f][i]“Then you and I share the same mind.”[/i][/color] She mentioned as her gaze returned to the structure while her talons gripped her trident. [color=9e0b0f][i]“I much rather know what lies at the end of the fog. Then to leave my mark like the others.”[/i][/color] With a simple beat of her wings she pressed forward towards the structure, letting her gaze surveyed the finished world, mixing with new life from the strange new trees.

	Then her gaze lingered towards the different colors that lingered in the sky, it was something to note. Adria glanced back to the newborn with prying eyes. [color=9e0b0f][i]“Why join me?”[/i][/color] She questioned, letting her voice linger in Moren’s mind. [color=9e0b0f][i]“You could’ve spread your mark and waited until I returned with answers. Seeing what you’ve done to the heavens above, you could’ve weaved other wonders like the other newborns.”[/i][/color] Her voice echoed being delicate in her choice of words. Finding ease without twisting her face to let her voice linger in the air.

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