Tellara just collapsed, it being all she could do at this point. Something that looked akin to green lightning arced across her body, before fizzling out. She felt like she could take no more, even as the sabres crowded around her dripping pussy, but she was much too exhausted to stop them, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she panted. Tellara slid her back up against a tree, so she could see Eladir over the pack of lusty sabres, still lapping at the mess of fluids pouring from her. She held a Hand to one of their snouts, stroking it in loving affection, but this only prompted it to divert it's attention to her heaving breasts. She looked at her exhausted mate, smiling tiredly at him from behind the nightsabres. With a grin, and a decline in panting, tellara spoke up, words protruding between pants of exertion. "So... What do you think... Of goldshire now?" she asked, smiling warmly at her blood elf friend.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>