Sharindia nodded and smiled.<span style="color: #003366"> "i understand... Vyre was taken- no, my child was sold to Azshara's guard by my husband against my wishes when she was six years old. i spent the rest of my life trying to rescue her no matter what i had to do."</span>she frowned faintly and looked at the wolf before she shrugged.<span style="color: #003366"> "i don't care."</span>she looked at Kitori and cocked her head to the side.<span style="color: #003366">"i could take you someplace to pick out a replacement if you don't like him."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000ff">"why wouldn't you be welcome? i find my work in lumber quite satisfying, i have no desire to expand my work load."</span>she nodded and smiled faintly.<span style="color: #0000ff">"then i will refrain from using the term."</span>she nodded and sighed softly.<span style="color: #0000ff">"i am sad to hear that she will never allow herself to love or be loved but it is her choice."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>