the waitor nodded slightly but didnt take notes at all. "oh i have a sense of humor but after three thousand years its grown just a touch more refined then your's." he walked away with a nod and Whisperia smirked before kissing Arlokk.<span style="color: indigo">"no, when our daughter starts dating that will be the end of you, the young women in my family are rather wild when they are young."</span><span style="color: blue">"you still are Mistress."</span>Whisperia smiled faintly before she looked down at her daughter, her chest starting to obviously swell as her milk came in and she purred affectionately.<br/><br/>the Tauren opened the door and frowned slightly, Syrenka in her arms but she nodded. "lead the way." she followed the man quickly and tried to contact Ibara but she frowned slightly and then sighed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>