<span style="color: #a64dff">"Horny? What does that mean." </span>She looked between the two women in confusion, almost the entirety of their conversation going right over her head.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Is that you gave me so much rope? I don't have any animals to tie up... Are dryads animals?"</span><br/><br/>Ana slowly laid back in the chair and nodded.<span style="color: #ff9999"> "I'll be fine, I'm sure it's nothing major. I'll just lay here and rest like a good girl and make sure our baby is safe in its new crib."</span><br/><br/>The priestess dropped to her knees and covered her head while the succubus stepped between her and Zelina.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "Leave her alone, bitch. You can talk to me about this because that's MY body. She, that coward, was locked up for her own protection and kept safe while I ran things until the warlock started to get too powerful from our- my power growing so rapidly." </span>She snorted and put her hands on her hips.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"A leech living off an abomination and powered by a dead woman. I'm trying to get my... myself sorted out and a self-righteous cunt is judging me because an aberration is actively sabotaging my efforts. Kill off that fake warlock and let us go, the child is terrified but harmless."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>