<span style="color: #336600">"No, but jealousy is a powerful motivator. If she sees or even smells a harpy on him, she may put aside her war-like tendencies and put her man between her legs."</span>He grinned and stuck his tongue out at her. "I know a certain kitten gets considerably more forceful when her man smells like a little birdy..."<br/><br/>Red frowned at Ashia then laid beside her and snuggled up against her.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "You heard her, Elf. Go find The'kal and get her to help you, she should be around here somewhere." </span>The Elf rolled her eye and left the room as silently as she entered.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>