<span style="color: purple">"It takes more than danger to keep my from my goals, my daughter is safe, alive, and plans on living on the surface. As far as I'm concerned everything I went through was worth it even if most of it would have been avoidable if my mother hadn't interfered." </span>Vyre shook her head slowly and looked down at Ibara.<span style="color: purple"> "No, I've spent enough time in the ocean for a while, the last thing I need is to hear Azshara's laughing while snuggling with you."</span><br/><br/>"I wouldn't consider a simple Gnome mage to be a freak, or Sarevess before I wanted to murder her, my mother is... well, she's crazy, but normal enough. Well Miss Dangerous Night Elf, you're only making me more curious and likely to start pushing your buttons, and I don't think that's what you want." He frowned a bit and shook his head. "Fetish for Tauren, maybe, Night Elves? Not a chance, I still hate the smell of an aroused Night Elf more than anything, Whisperia's scent was different from the norm. You're more than welcome to try to kick my ass, let's just hope I don't win and give your lover more places to bite." He grinned wickedly then started to put Amere and Amber's plates in the icebox. "Who knows, I might not even be good enough to get possessive over. I really don't have any serious interest in fucking you though, you've got personality but that's really all I like."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>