"Tyrande Whisperwind is the ruler of Darnassus and your mother's High Priestess. She's also more stubborn than I am. I'm not worried about them getting angry, as long as you stay close to me the worst they can do is glare at you." Astiria smiled a bit and gave Amber another squeeze<span style="color: violet">. "Thank you Amber, you're very cute yourself."</span>Ras lead the girls across the first rise slow enough to let them see any shops that may interest them, then into the large totem pole in the center of the city. "The Wind Riders are at the very top of this ramp."<br/><br/>Nalo took a seat at Leena's desk and looked around.<span style="color: red">"So what are we going to do about this? And if what The'kal said is true, that he may not have intentionally done this how are we going to explain it to Ashia?" </span>She turned her attention to the Dragon.<span style="color: red">"And more importantly, what are you going to do about this? You could tell your mother, send her to her death, and become the new ruler of your flight. Just something to consider."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>