<span style="color: cyan">"oh yes i am, i have four arms, a tail and a tongue, i can be very not fun if i want to... i love you two, so warm, so soft and you smell oh so good, especially now, your scent mixing with the water to make a delicious cocktail. i cant learn that on my own and i dont know any other Naga to teach me."</span>she smirked a little and added a second finger to her stroking as she started to rub over Nyaka's nipples.<span style="color: cyan"> "no, i just doubt your resistance to pleasure, from what i know of your past your intimately familiar with pain but i think youve felt very little pleasure... i dont think you have much of a tolerence for it and i have so many limbs to please you with."</span>her last hand wrapped around Nyaka's waste and started teasing at her ass, the Naga grinning as she watched the Elf's arousal flood out.<br/><br/>Tyrande sighed irritably and shook her head.<span style="color: purple">"the last time i was hugged was the last time Malfurion and i were seen together in public... i dont let him touch me when we are alone, i get so angry with him and i dont want to. i want to love him and hold him but all i can think about is that he left me for the Dream twice. its not fair, Ysera had him for over ten thousand years, why did she need him back so soon after he woke? hes mine, not her's."</span>she shook her head and sighed angrily.<span style="color: purple">"your right, i do need a friend around. im going to recall Shandris to the city though i dont like pulling her from Feralas and it will take time to recall her and her Sentinels and replace them and find someone to put in charge there... good luck, if i cant make him stop what makes you think you can? then what do you suggest Ras? i cant let them see my condition, all i can do is keep doing all that i have been doing for all these years..."</span>she snorted and shook her head.<span style="color: purple">"you dont know me, Malfurion doesnt know me and Crimzon doesnt have the balls to speak to me like a person and Elune is my goddess. Ras, Tyrande the person doesnt exist anymore, there is just the High Priestess, the ruler of the Night Elven people and the commander of the Sentinels. i lost myself a long time ago, sometimes im not even sure i ever was a real, normal person, its been so long. i am lonely, but i wont let that stop me, i have to go on, for my prople, for my goddess and nothing will stop me. thats enough hugging, let me go, i have work to do."</span>there was almost a visible change as the priestess forced her way free and stood up, the barriers she had let slowly fall slamming back into place as she straightened her robe.<span style="color: purple">"thank you for your assistance with the Silvermoon issue." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>