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Dantalian was still laying in the dirt feeling tired and sorry for herself when her mom came onto the scene. Riva flopped down with her. The simple gesture was enough to sooth some of Dantalian's woe. She sighed sadly and looked up at the sky, trying to decide if what her mother said held true for it too. It made sense. If their eyes were blue and water was blue because of the way they handled light then wouldn't all blue things be that way? Dantalian thought so. "I dunno, but that would make sense. I think all blue things would be like that. Right?"

She rolled over onto her back and squirmed over to her mother so that she was comfortably mashed against Riva's side. Right now she didn't feel good and her mom was very good about making her feel better. She just wanted to feel better! Why couldn't she run around and play like Asmodeus? It wasn't fair!

With a frustrated sigh Dantalian whispered into Riva's fur, "Momma I'm tired again." It made her so mad she could bite something. If sickness had a body she'd bite it on the butt in protest of its foul treatment of her. She just wanted to have fun all the time! What was wrong with that? "Am I always gonna be tired?"