Tellara's eyes flickered open for a second at Elizabeth's request, but she soon shut them tight again. Tellara smiled inside, amused slightly at the worgen druid. How could she not like her smooth black coat? Tellara had but glanced it for seconds and she wanted to squeeze Elizabeth almost as tight as she held Mora at times like this. Tellara had forgotten what it was like meeting new people, and despite the situation, hearing someone's voice that wasn't hers or Mora's gave her an innate sensation of excitement. She quickly tried to recede her thoughts of the worgen girl as a hearty blush would not go amiss to anyone who so much as glanced at her. She definately did not find her thoughts of  savoury nature while she rested in her lover's lap, secretly admiring someone other than her.<br/><br/><i>No,</i>tellara thought,<i>Mora is the only one for me...</i>But she could feel the emptiness of her self-reassurances as she peeked at the worgen druid from the corner. She and Liz could be friends, couldn't they? She certainly hoped that was the case, but she dare not say anything at the moment, for she'd certainly draw more than one ill glance if she spoke her mind. She let her lips part a fraction as she kissed the exposed flesh of Mora's tummy, her face set into a warm smile as she continued to feign her sleep-like state.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>