The servants looked between each other then sat down the sun screen they were holding and left as directed. Crimzon was more than content to hold Tyrande tight against her chest and even rocked slightly to the sound of the ocean.<span style="color: #660000"> "What does it feel like? When I'm hungry my body feels like it's burning, every fiber burns and it gets hotter and hotter but it also gets harder to move so... When I feed the fire dies down, I feel a spring wind rush through my body. It's like drinking freshly squeeze moonberry juice the way it makes me tingle. My body is heavy, so very heavy. It feels like I'm trying to move underwater or drowning in quick sand. My muscles aren't were they're supposed to be, or I have more than I should have so being gentle is difficult sometimes. But I have enough strength that I can move as fast as I used to when I was alive. This body was created for battle so civilian things like snuggling a loved one are moments I cherish above all."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"It's a swim suit dear. We're on an island and I don't think you want to wear your robes outside or we'll be having barbecue for lunch. And the scarf goes around your waist like mine." </span>She backed up and did a slow spin for Morah to see her outfit.<span style="color: #b30000"> "Tyrande and Crimzon are outside in the shade. We're currently on an island outside of Kezan, I've converted this into a tropical paradise where I had planned on taking you when you gave birth to our first child but after Elune asked me to help Tyrande this was the perfect place."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>