Ashia frowned at the bowl and then looked at Vyre before shaking her head and scooting back to let Vyre sit in her lap.<span style="color: #404040">"we are primarily meat eaters, plants are for when we feel bad or they grow up and learn about alcohol. i will only promise not to kill him."</span>Ashia slowly moved her hands up and then wrapped them around Vyre properly, obviously more comforted by the Elf then yet another unborn child.<span style="color: #404040">"why should i care? Spite never wanted to be with me, Miriam made her but spite has tried to make me feel bad about that as well. it doesn't matter if she was wrong, Ruby is an emotional wreck that i cannot take care of in my current condition and i don't see that changing anytime soon. discussing future children automatically brings up sex... and your wrong, Ana is very horny."</span>Ana froze a little before she started quickly stirring the kettle and the tips of her little ears turned red.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>