Sharindia shuddered and then grinned a little and shook her head.<span style="color: #003366">"oh, but i can. i wasn't supposed to be fertile for months, i thought we were perfectly safe and talking dirty... you accelerated my cycle and knocked me up. this is all your fault you naughty man. i love our child already but i can definitely tease you about it forever."</span>Vhal frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"i hope i am much taller then Sauna, she isn't as tall as you."</span>Sharindia smiled and then growled at Ras.<span style="color: #003366">"i know my dear, now keep your sneaky Troll fingers off my food or i will bite you."</span><br/><br/>"that is why this whole place exists, so people can learn about nature in a safe environment." Kimberly smiled happily and nodded. "thank you, that was very sweet." she laughed quietly and nodded. "mm, is there a special someone in your life?" she nodded again and then watched Rayne with a smile. "okay, this next area should be more comfortable." she lead Rayne out onto another forest, this was pleasantly cool and it smelled like an ancient forest, the mosses thick on the trunks of the trees which had dark green with long pine needles growing in place of leaves but the scent was distinctly different. for once since she had arrived on this moon Rayne felt at home, or close to it. while it couldn't possibly be ancient it felt like it, old, patient and powerful, life felt thick about her from the mosses, underbrush and even fungus growing with the trees with a much more healthy level of competition. however, under all of that she felt that this place was as taut and a bowstring ready to fire, some defense awaiting a need. "in the wild these deep forests, as we call them exist in the same climate as a Gintala forest but they never touch each other. before our ancestors knew better they tried transferring plants from one to the other but the invasive plants always withered and died. anyway, we came here so you could see these ferns... oh, there you went." she motioned Rayne over and before her stood a small fern with leaves that glowed just a faint copper color and then, as they watched the fern slowly scooted across the ground, he roots moving in the pattern of a caterpillar's legs. "we call them walking ferns, they are the only true plant on our world that can actively change locations. they do it by manipulating the water in their roots to make them move."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>