Chiren cowered into the towel and tried to hide in Vyre's arms.<span style="color: #5900b3">"They all respond to your growls, Ashia. Chiren is just able to vocalize her feelings in response. I'll have Ras come take Chiren later, she would probably be better off with him and his children than with Emily and Frank." </span>She nodded and walked over to kiss Ashia's cheek.<span style="color: #5900b3">"I guess you're right. I don't hate Nyarien or anything, I just... don't feel anything about her. Which I guess is fine, I'm just thankful she's alive and my mother was able to rescue her."</span><br/><br/>Crimzon and Tyrande were cuddling on the couch when there was a knock on the door making Crimzon jump.<span style="color: #b30000"> "I didn't sense anyone approach and I didn't hear the Sentinels intervene."</span>She slid out of Tyrande's arms and summoned her blades as she approached the door. Slowly she opened it and folded her arms. On the other side stood the Timelost Ras in his full armor. "Are you Tyrande? I have a message for her."<span style="color: #b30000"> "Who are you? You look like Ras but you're not him and your blood is strange." </span>"My blood...? Look, I'm not here to cause trouble. If you're Tyrande we need to talk, if you're not her would you please go get her. M- My name is Ras, no relation to the one you know... minimal relation."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>