Megohime made a face, unsure of what her husband was doing, but she didn't question him. Within seconds a loud roar echoed through Riften, the ground shaking, and not a moment later, a large blue beast landing on the Temple of Mara. Voslaarum flapped her wings to stablize herself before folding her wings and lowering her head to look at Mitsunari, blowing smoke from her nostrils. She made a low rumbling, the side of her face that still had skin lifted to expose blackened teeth. "Dovahkiin, wo los daar... Scrawny... kiir?" She rumbled. Megohime stood in shock, staring up at Voslaarum in awe.
((Dragonborn, who is this scrawny child?))