Ophidian nodded and returned to the kitchen.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ffcc99">"Druid and Sentinel just call me Gisela."</span>she frowned in obvious confusion.<span style="color: #ffcc99">"what does that mean?"</span>she nodded but was obviously still confused.<span style="color: #ffcc99">"yes, am strongest Harpy."</span>she flinched away from the kiss a little and then trilled softly at the warmth. she looked a little dazed for a moment before she followed Elerona up to the nest though it was hardly the basket of filth that one would expect, all of the woven branches still semi fresh meaning that the entire next had been replaced recently. inside was hardly roomy but the entire floor was made of soft mosses covered with some kind of animal pelt tucked in tight to make a bed with a blanket obviously from the Night Elves. Gisela perched in the entrance as there would obviously be no room for both of them without cuddling. she picked through the box of meat to select a piece and set to nibbling on it as she looked at Elerona.<span style="color: #ffcc99"> "what do you want from Harpies? you came with something in mind." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>