Kitori hissed at the magic in the air and held Sharindia's tighter, the young Elf quite perceptive to magic around her. She looked at the saber curiously and approached him to run her hand along his side.<span style="color: #cc99ff"> "Hmm..." </span>As she inspected him, Sharindia would catch the delightful scent of the Elf going into heat.<span style="color: #cc99ff"> "You think he's the best? Alright. I want him. I'll give him many litters and care for him. But I want to watch Lorna be mated before I have him. Watching and smelling her makes me..."</span>She paused to think about the word.<span style="color: #cc99ff">"I get hot and I want to mate when I watch her. And holding her, smelling her made me ready to mate too. Yes."</span>She rubbed her midsection and nodded.<span style="color: #cc99ff"> "I'm going to give him big litters, and strong ones." </span>Without warning she turned and kissed Sharindia deeply, although inexperienced the passion was there.<span style="color: #cc99ff"> "I'll give all of your children, all of father's children, the best. The best this world will ever see."</span>She sank down and kissed the mage's belly as well.<span style="color: #cc99ff">"Yes, you will grow up with a guardian and friend. You and all of your siblings."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>