Crimzon kissed Tyrande deeply and smiled.<span style="color: #660000">"I haven't gone anywhere, my love. I would never pass up on a chance to see you at peace and dreaming of me."</span><br/><br/>Ana grumbled under her breath about cows and nodded.<span style="color: #ffcc99">"I know, Mistress. This isn't my first baby, remember? I'll be a great mother and make you proud, I'm not scared of making sacrifices to my body for those around me. Especially my children." </span>The Elf frowned and tutted Rachel.<span style="color: #ffcc99">"And you grew up to be a Death Knight, Mistress. Our baby needs to grow up in a healthy and happy household where he is only shown what he needs to see and not what he doesn't."</span><span style="color: #ff0000">"If you start talking about the Light to that child I'll chain you to the ceiling for Rachel. And I'll do it with a plug in your ass." </span>Ana's ears drooped a little but she shook her head, the usually submissive Elf very much a mother bear.<span style="color: #ffcc99">"No, I won't teach him hate but I will make sure he knows what is and isn't acceptable. I won't have a young dragon out there hurting women because he grew up watching us play and he thinks it's normal."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>