Whisperia frowned a little.<span style="color: indigo"> "the only thing you got from me was my lust."</span>she smirked and then looked down at Syrenka.<span style="color: indigo">"your horrible sometimes."</span><span style="color: green">"there isnt a fabric out there that my claws wont shred if i put my mind to it."</span>Whisperia bit her lip before nodding.<span style="color: indigo"> "alright dear but isnt that in Northrend? its aweful cold up there."</span>he smirked and shook his head.<span style="color: green">"no, im smelling you, Kitori and my mother without the hindrance of clothing. i thought maybe my sense of smell was getting sharper or damaged."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>