Skye and Maevis stared at Nicolas as he attempted to gain control over himself. Standing up; the elder Fae dusted off his red robes before flapping his wings, and rejoining Maevis in flight. She rolled her eyes at him before asking; "Did you finally get some sense knocked into you?!"
"Nope! Haha! Who knew dragons could defend themselves while still in their eggs.. But then again, that just might be exclusive to the child of Lazarus," Nicolas stroked his long white beard as he'd contemplated.
"Why would did ye say she was protecting her mother?" Skye inquired.
