<span style="color: purple">"My... goddess has taken a Blacksmith as a mate. The woman can create anything the mind can think of without even trying. If you want the blade reforged we'll get it done." </span>Vyre shrugged and returned the hug then laid down with Ana held tight in her arms.<span style="color: purple">"The Forsaken are... monsters. There's really no other way to put it, I've met many since coming to Silvermoon and they're all alike. But maybe... nah, it'd be too much of a stretch to bother getting your hopes up over."</span>She shook her head and kissed Ana softly.<span style="color: purple"> "You should display them proudly, when we get home we'll put them somewhere safe for you to always have them." </span>She shook her head again and gave her pet a squeeze.<span style="color: purple"> "Don't worry about it. I'll make you do plenty of things that'll make you upset in the future, but right now we need to rebuild that spirit of yours. Get you up and running as a person before we can worry about shaping you as a pet. Now that you've gotten over the initial scare of being my pet... are there any real questions you have for me?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>