<span style="color: darkorange">"Money is only half the issue, I have Jenjayah and mother to care for, I have my own goals I'd like to accomplish... but maybe I should just give up on those, it'd be easier since I'll never be to be what I once was. I wanted to pick up the bow again but I guess some dreams have to be put away in exchange for the more tangible ones. I guess a mare's only goals in life are to make their owner and owner's children happy, I would do well to remember that." </span>She shook her head with a soft sigh and pressed herself closer to Whisperia.<span style="color: darkorange">"Jenjayah hates Elves and the Elves hate Trolls, even if she wanted to work with them they wouldn't want to work with her. I wasn't insulting him, but what can he do for us? No you didn't Mistress, I was there when it happened, you couldn't even for a coherent sentence let alone have enough control to stop your tail. Arlokk fucked you so hard that day I'm surprised he didn't get you pregnant sooner."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>