Astiria growled back as she was pounced and flipped over underneath him.<span style="color: orange"> "It's only easy when I want it to be, don't think I've settled down from you licking my poor ear."</span>She flipped him over and bolted off into the forest with a laugh.<span style="color: orange"> "You'll have to do better than your cat form if you want this Elf!"</span><br/><br/>The Demon flailed and snarled as she was picked up and pounced on Ashia the second she was released, her fangs not even piercing the dragon's hide her but tenacity was admirable.<span style="color: olive">"Girl leav'er lone, she ain't doin' notin." </span>The'kal looked up at Ashia and let out a sigh.<span style="color: olive">"A whole lotta tings want to kill us, dunno why dey want Arlokk though. He ain't got no Troll power to take. Shape- oh, her? She be more bark den bite, an' yes, it's a woman she jus' hides herself as a man, or multiple men... ain't nobody knows or cares why. Ain't too dangerous, dunno why she'd show up now though... too tired to figure it out too."</span>She sighed again and looked up at Ashia again.<span style="color: olive"> "Girl, ah spent all my en'ery puttin ya back together, I really ain't got the energy ta deal wit dis. Rash'alan, Rash, Ras. People only call 'im dat when they're mad or tryin' ta sound important. Nemo, de Shapeless One, jus' happens ta be both. Ya' want 'er gone? Dere's an herb dat grows near Arlokk's old temple, it be mostly ruins now but de still grows... mash it up inta a paste and get it on her, it'll burn away at 'er magic and leave her vulnerable to ya. Have Ras show ya' I'm too sleepy to teleport around more."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>