<span style="color: DarkRed">"I like that... plan, hon, I like it a lot... How are we going to get there though? I can't walk that far... and we don't have any form of transportation..."</span><br/><br/>Creeper smiled softly and nodded.<span style="color: Navy"> "I remember when Bayne used to treat me like that, it'll take more than a day for Susan to start walking again."</span>She gave Zelina a squeeze and kissed her forehead.<span style="color: Navy"> "You do, but perhaps you could give Bayne an even bigger surprise. Maybe we could go do a little shopping, get you a manicure, a massage, and I know a blacksmith in Silvermoon is a god to my hooves. Last time I was there he did such an amazing job I offered to ride him and pay a hefty sum of gold. What do you say? Get you all prettied up for your mate while she's trying to vain to knock up her mistress?" </span>She propped one toned leg up on the table and smiled at her pristine hoof.<span style="color: Navy"> "It's fine, I never would have seen him anyways, the woman wanted me to impregnate her then never be seen again. Wealthy mortal women are strange like that, they pay me to knock'em up and then deny my existence completely. Not that I complain, mind you, if it wasn't for that I would have lost this land when Ibara took over Silvermoon and the surrounding areas. This house and the acre it sits on belongs to me, and by extension, you and Bayne, which is why Ibara can't legally kick us out even though she's convinced the servants here are slaves."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>