<span style="color: #666600">"The Elf and the other Draenei are back at the camp, I figured you'd rather deal with one woman at a time than try to divide your attention between all of them. Loraine says you owe her another child, you have Nail and Spite waiting, and now these two Draenei and possibly the High Elf." </span>The Draenei eyed Miriam's rounded out form curiously but remained at The'kal's side.<span style="color: #666600"> "I can move her home, but I figured she'd want to stay here for her children."</span><span style="color: #0080ff">"I have no friends or family here, and half-dragon children won't have an easy time growing up here no matter how much wealth I have." </span>The Draenei slowly approached the bed and moved to sit down on the foot of it.<span style="color: #59b300"> "My name doesn't matter, I am to be a breeder and nothing more, no? To be big and beautiful like this one?"</span>She stroked Miriam's belly softly then looked up at Ashia.<span style="color: #666600">"This is the one that was excited to meet you, think of her as a freebie. Her name is Vaal... I can't pronounce the rest of it, pretty sure I'd choke on my own tongue if I tried. Oh, and the best part about these Draenei? They can fit two eggs easily, possibly more if you're feeling extra horny. And that's without the same blessing I used on Miriam."<br/>
</span><br/>"Oh? Calling my little birdy a liar, then? That's naughty, Sharindia. Consider yourself saved by Eru or I'd make it a point to punish such bad behavior. We have to set a good example for the children, you know." He bit her ear softly and let out a low growl before turning to his work. "Amber is growing fast, I think she'd ask for seconds of even Shauna's cooking."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>