Tyrande shook her head and looked at Crimzon.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "no. all of my blood relatives died during the war of the Ancients or the Sundering... no, Shandris is the only family i have left and you have already met her. we are lovers Crimzon and i do love you but i am... not nearly ready to discuss marriage. that would make us family by law, tradition and in the eyes of Elune."</span>she returned the squeeze and shrugged a little, watching the sabers though the young ones were getting tired, or just getting tired of getting their butts kicked.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "when we return we will see how things go, if it turns out i do have the time we can discuss getting a pet then."</span><br/><br/>Rachel nodded and then smirked faintly.<span style="color: #0000ff">"well then, if your going to keep my sex life hot and healthy, i would suggest that just once in a while you endure a little chill and wear something sexy when i come home in the evening... it doesn't have to be all day and all too soon we will have to behave for the children."</span>she looked over and swallowed hard and growled in desire.<span style="color: #0000ff">"sit down and finish your supper, i think i am going to need my energy. Rintha? dear, Rintha is a shaman and she hasn't seen a sober day in over twenty years, she doesn't have the focus or the memory to be deceitful. i think you mean Dra'tha, the spymaster... and, well, it is her job to be a deceitful, paranoid spy."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>