<span style="color: #404040">"the only response she should give is to stop doing whatever made me growl and scurry back to someplace she knows she is safe and allowed to be."</span>she nodded a little as she worked.<span style="color: #404040">"that is more fair and acceptable."</span><br/><br/>Tyrande jerked out of her thoughts and looked at the hall.<span style="color: #5900b3">"that is very strange." </span>she followed Crimzon from a little bit behind and then sighed deeply.<span style="color: #5900b3">"he is Timelost Crimzon."</span>she pulled her robe properly closed and tied it before she walked to the door to look out at Ras and though the signs were too subtle for Crimzon to have noticed them yet Ras would be able to sense that Elune's power was fading from the Elf along with her blessed vitality and vigor.<span style="color: #5900b3">"let him in, if he were hostile we would already be dead."</span>she turned to head to the dining room and took a seat.<span style="color: #5900b3">"ladies, if you could bring tea for our guest and myself i would appreciate it."</span>one of the Handmaids replied that it would take a moment as Tyrande leaned on the table.<span style="color: #5900b3">"what is it? and be warned, if you start harassing me like the other Ras does i won't hesitate to have the boiling water thrown in your lap."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>