Salterria laughed and nodded, not seeming to notice the growl. "good, uppity mortal bitch deserves it even if she is being made useful." she scoffed and shook her head motioning for Emily to follow her to the kitchen where she poured herself a glass of whiskey. "you don't know my mother very well do you? there is only one person she hates who still lives and his name is Ras. so, your all even more mutated then i am... somehow that makes me feel better about being an outcast from an outcast and virtually extinct Flight." she offered Emily a drink but completely ignored Frank though it seemed less like an intentional insult and more just not paying him any attention at all. "the eggs mother puts in mortals absorb some of that mortal's blood and come out looking like them... i have no idea if that would apply if we could get pregnant by a mortal." she looked at Frank and then at Emily. "why the fuck would you want to get pregnant from a mortal? i could see keeping one around if you like them, i could even see having sex with one if they could possibly satisfy but... actually procreating with a mortal... why the hell would you want to subject your offspring to his mortality? that just seems... cruel to the child, to it's future mate and to all the children they might have." she shook her head and smirked. "she certainly isn't the smartest woman in the world but i wouldn't call her a moron. i thought Dalaran banished all the Blues after Malygos lost his mind and tried to pull some stunt on Northrend? maybe she doesn't trust them not to kill her child? oh, yes, i will have a whole selection of my half brothers to fuck, no thanks, i will make do with my tail. your welcome but i am only talking to you because i have nothing better to do today. i don't care about my siblings, none of them ever cared about me and they all seem to end up dead anyway... caring would only get me hurt."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>