"Remember your flight training." Star tells his dragons as they scatter. "You need to explain little girl."
GlooMi yawned. It had been a long day. "i guess I've missed a lot." she admitted sheepishly. "What curse?"
out little? well im out of ideas lol u can control her now in Reg wonders what she should do with this girl. She didn't usually kill people, especially when she had no proof the girl was bad.
The girl glared at GlooMi. "It wasn't a curse. Star and Irin were having some sort of dragon war, and I wanted to make sure there were no fatalities, so I asked the Dragon Father to use his healing abilities to make sure nobody got hurt or died."
"And besides, it's not possible to have a war without death. Niether side would win." Irin pointed out.
GlooMi snorted. "Dragons and their pathetic earth magic. Always meddling and trying to do good. All you need is a blast of some other magic. Any magic is stronger than earth magic because it's so common." She glanced quickly at Irin, " no offense or anything."
"I am very against war, and--" "Stop talking!" Reg snarled to the girl, interrupting her."And tell us exactly what you are. From what I've heard so far, you sound like a freak with a demented sense of morality."
"Its fine. I've always known my magic wasn't strong. Though now...I'm not so sure..." Irin glanced down at the ring on her finger, then shook her head, clearing her thoughts.
GlooMi rolled her eyes, "For dragons, magic is strength. Ever heard of a magicless dragon? The word that proceeds it is usually Komodo. Big stupid lizards.
"What should we do with her?" asks Reg, who isn't very freaked out by the fact that the girl looks exactly like her, because stranger things have happened here.
"Dragons are beautiful, magical creatures," GlooMi agreed with a smirk, "but for them, beauty isn't even skin deep, it's scale deep."