<span style="color: #ff0000">"And she gets very, very upset when you mention even romance around her. Never mind any kind of actual sexual contact. But while we're on the subject..."</span>She stripped out of her temple robes and into one of the leather sets she bought for herself. The top being little more than a bra to keep her breasts covered while exposing all of her muscled midriff while a skirt went down to her hooves to cover what was between her legs.<span style="color: #ff0000">"There's a dryad in the city who has been pinning for my attention quite a bit. As my mate and a druid, would you be overly offended if I indulged her? She's been about as subtle as a... well, as you."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff8000">"Hardly. I am super fucking horny right now, pregnant Troll hormones are a bitch... Even after giving birth we're ready to start mating again, and since my body thinks I just gave birth you may need to keep me on a leash for a while."</span>She laughed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff8000">"No, no, they're just curious. Usually about dangerous things. Like trying to stick their head into a saber's mouth while it's yawning, or eating a lit candle... things like that. Once it does start flowing you'll be the first to know, but for now I think dinner and a shower are in order."</span><br/><br/>Ras shrugged a bit and gave another Worgen are particularly hard kick. "They invaded my temple, slaughtered the harpies taking refuge here, and tore apart my priestess. Now they're all going to bleed out slowly and rot here. You taking one against their will is far more merciful." He shrugged and knelt down beside one. Using his free hand he cut away her clothing and ran a hand along her blood stained side. "I like this one's color. Brown with almost blue-grey strips. What do you think? Ears are intact, I don't detect any fleas or anything either."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>