<span style="color: #ffa64d">"no, im just made to live on Azeroth and my body shows that, i dont know what kind of world the Draenei originally came from but i imagine your hooves would work perfectly there. and i would never step on anyone, that would be exceedingly mean... though i can say i havent wanted to on occasion."</span>she blushed a little and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"focus on your food."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"i may be polite enough not to read your mind but your interest in Ras is obvious and from what you both have told me you have nowhere else to go and we dont make people homeless."</span>she smirked and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"the children would probably find you fascinating, Eru will be irritated but thats to be expected from a pregnant Harpy, Amere is the kindest woman you could ever hope to meet, Shauna... well, there is no predicting a heart broken Blood Elf."</span>she stuck her tongue out right back at Ras and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"dont be mean or ill let Sharindia punish you, she is better at it."</span>Elune smirked and a stack of cookbooks appeared.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Gnomish, Night Elven, High Elven, Human, gilnean, Tauren and believe it or not Harpy... though i had to translate that. they did have their own language, culture and culinary arts before the curse."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>