Tyrande frowned faintly before she shrugged.<span style="color: #5900b3">"firmer, the whole idea is to stop laying on bare wood."</span>she looked at the woman before she followed her into the room and then set about picking stuff out for the chairs.<span style="color: #5900b3">"don't be silly, i am two feet taller then you, it will be much easier for me to carry it then you."</span><br/><br/>Morah shook her head and grimaced.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"that's what my siblings said about the turtle in the pond... it took weeks for all the fur to grow back on the end of my tail and i still have a tiny scar on the tip. not even a Nightsaber would challenge me in my bear form and birds are no trouble at all." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>