Thread:Dragonfire4433/@comment-35042251-20190405150310/@comment-35042251-20190405231817

The doors to the meeting chamber flew open again and in wheeled Skylight, her fiery red tresses streaming down her back and skin frighteningly pale. She had a scowl on her face as she wheeled herself up next to her mother, doing her best to keep her white hospital gown fromt angling in her wheelchair's wheels.

"Why wasn't I told about this meeting?" She asked coldly, glaring at her mother.

Silverskies frowned at her daughter, ignoring her question and softly hissing, "You're supposed to be in the infirmary resting. You shouldn't be up." The wingless demigoddess set her jaw and snapped back, "I feel fine. I'm staying." Silvy opened her mouth to protest, but just sighed, rolled her eyes, and huffed, "Fine, but don't blame me when you're too weak to sit up tomorrow for overexerting yourself."

The goddess turned away from her daughter, who settled herself down and stared glumly at the table.