Ashia glared right back at Ras before she smirked.<span style="color: #404040"> "funny. i am a person thank you very much. i cant say im good at most things yet but i do my best and i try to learn from my mistakes when they are pointed out to me... politely. my temper gets the better of me when im insulted and belittled."</span>she raised one brow before she followed after him.<span style="color: #404040">"somehow i doubt the softest heart on the planet can keep a ruthless criminal in check but if she crosses Tyrande she wont have to worry about prison, she will be dead. i dont care about Silvermoon spies, i care about my Broodmothers and when i find out who frightened them i will not be merciful... they are not toys Ras. The'kal i rescued most of them from a life in Storwind's sewers and offered them a better life, they have homes, lands to support them and i didnt require them to give me children. most of them chose to offer themselves to me but those who didnt have only to assist those who did."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>