Navoc smiled and gave the blue horn's chest a flick, right upon the sport of a nipple just to be teasing."Sounds good, picnic sounds goods...but prefer far away from the dwarves...their smell tends to drift and it's not really pleasant.." giving Mala's neck a tender kiss as she carried him."Question, why did you appear before me as a elf? I would of accepted you no matter what you look like darlin"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>