Ashia nodded before she leaned closer to inhale Vyre's scent and then she shook her head.<span style="color: #404040"> "no, you don't... you want me to take you." </span>that was all the warning she gave Vyre as she set to wrestling the Elf in heat into the position Inaara had described.<br/><br/>Rachel looked at The'kal coldly and shook her head.<span style="color: #0000ff">"i asked for Karrie's grandmother to help me, not a fucking Loa..."</span>she looked down at The'kal as she slowly shook her head and held Karrie tight and rubbed her back softly.<span style="color: #ff99cc"> <span style="color: #cc99ff">"since when do mortals who are hurt, angry and desperate know what they want The'kal?"</span></span>the voice would send a strange tremor through The'kal but she wouldn't recognize it though she would know it was a far off Eternal.<span style="color: #cc99ff">"and since when do you trust them to ever know what they want? you watched the birth of sentience on that planet, in fact you watched it be born over and over... so you tell me, when have the Trolls ever really known what they want when they are so upset they are seriously thinking about murdering their mates? come, leave them, Rachel's pain and rage will lure Order back to the duties that soothe her soul."</span>she felt not even a tug but just a direction.<span style="color: #cc99ff">"the time is finally right for me to return."</span>the more the voice spoke the more The'kal would recognize it but she wouldn't be able to place it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>