"No I... Amber's fear confuses me. Relene says she isn't as happy as she says but no matter what I say or do Amber won't be honest with me." He returned the kiss and nodded. "I can't wait to see how beautiful she becomes when she gets her real feathers. Our Macy. I hope she loves her sisters like they love her."<br/><br/>The huntress was staring at the island through a pair of binoculars and even when Order appeared she didn't put them down immediately.<span style="color: #9999ff">"You must be Order." </span>She hung the binoculars on the windshield of her boat and looked at the goddess.<span style="color: #9999ff"> "I use Mogu and Titan technology, courtesy of the Pandaren people. I saw it from the shore. I was in..."</span>She clicked her fingers in annoyance, a habit shared by Delithia.<span style="color: #9999ff"> "Silvermoon, that's it. A talking book trying to disguise itself as an Elf approached me and suggested I head this way to find someone dear to me. My family is all dead but I'm not one to ignore a good riddle, especially from talking books. Syncilla Sweetwinds. That's Relene, jewel of the moon, and Innuendo."</span>She motioned to the night saber and the electrified beaver.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>