Nakama heard the words and it bit her heart like a viper: she's not firekin. She was a runt, she didn't argue that, but she was firekin! She had her father's mark in her stripes and she had the fire in her heart! But what he said stopped her words of anger, they got RID of the last one like her? They couldn't just, get rid of her, could they? Was that why momma looked at her funny? Tears bit the corner of her eyes and she grit her teeth, rubbing her sniffling nose with her paw. "I AM Firekin! You can't get rid of me!" she stomped her paw, looked up at his face, anger in her eyes. If she was bigger..than-
"What is going on here?!" a voice roared from beyond the dune but soon enough a dark form with blazing wings on her pelt came into view, eyes narrowed, anger and fire in her silver eyes. She looked at her young daughters, and Azar before her. She knew well who he was, she knew them all. She had painted his image when he was born and since he had grown, but never had she thought such an attitude toward children in this way festered in his heart.
"You go find our OWN mother Azar, before your frutre is offset, or perhaps I'll have Kidondo come and YOU can explain to him what you said to my daughters when they have just merely gone out for the first time, them being so YOUNG!" there was fire in her voice and anger. She looked to Naar and Nakama, disappointed, but not mad. "Lets go home, now." Azar had no right to reveal to Nakama what her fate wuld be, and to Naar, what would become of her sister. THey were born not too many mon sets ago.
