<span style="color: #ff9999">"I took Ashia... and an egg. It hurt but... I can stretch that much... and I know you're more caring than she is." </span>She inhaled sharply as the fingers worked their way into her slit. Once the initial discomfort wore off she started to grind her hips down on the digits with deeper moans.<span style="color: #b30000">"She got fucked by a dragon but is still tensing at your fingers. And I thought you said they were stretchy."</span><br/><br/>The'kal let out a roar as Ashia began to fuck her properly again.<span style="color: #666600">"Yess... yess... Ashia yes! Just like that... now get those eggs in me... Your cumslut needs them!"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0080ff">"I teach in the mornings, usually when most adults are going to work. And then I just sleep after class. I spend my nights in the garden painting and tending to the plants. Occasionally I'm visited by beautiful women with powers to shatter a world."</span>She smiled and shuffled down a little to nuzzle her head under Order's chin.<span style="color: #0080ff">"Mmm, well, I'm not as young as you may like. My full name is Delithia Sweetwinds, Priestess of Elune. I was a Sentinel during the Third War when The Legion attacked Mount Hyjal... as was my younger sister. Having seen enough of my friends and loved ones die I hung up my armor and took up the voice of the Goddess. My sister, struggled, with the transition, and remained a sentinel. She was always so... so fiery, full of youth, but would drop everything to help someone in their time of need. We were complete opposites of each other. During my pilgrimage to become a full priestess I came across a Horde raiding party in Felwood... and some drinking, healing, a little bit of debauchery between me and the druid- she never shape shifted, I promise."</span>A blush raced to the tip of her ears.<span style="color: #0080ff"> "Okay maybe she tried her cat tongue on me... once! But we were drunk and her friends were cheering us on... I forgot where I was going with this. Anyways, after they tried to kill me because they thought I was going to eat them all I realized they were all taught to be scared of the various races of the soon to be Alliance. And so after one drunken orgy... or a couple, I realized my place in life. Children aren't born racist, and if I can teach the children to be tolerant of the races then that means the world will have more tolerant adults. And let me tell you, parents do NOT like it when you tell their children that Orcs and Trolls aren't monsters. After about... oh, twenty or so years of trying I was unofficially exiled from Night Elven lands and branded a traitor. I was never given a trial, but what's the voice of Tyrande to an entire city that sees you as a traitor and a Horde sympathizer? So I wandered the world aimlessly, offering healing and support wherever I could to whoever needed it. When I heard about... the change in leadership here in Silvermoon but was on the first boat to the Eastern Kingdoms. I've been here ever since."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>