Kuro looked up, clearly an emotional wreck, still holding the knife.<span style="color: royalblue"> "what? oh, no. im alot better with that now... why cant i do it? i love Kuro but i just... the idea of stabbing myself through the hand... i might never be able to use that hand again, im not that good of a healer... but if i dont..."</span>she trailed off still muttering but stood up to collect herself.<span style="color: royalblue">"we shouldnt leave Arlokk alone, some of the local wildlife hasnt quite got the message to stay out of the clearing, the last thing we need is Whisperia coming home to find a tiger eating him, she would go insane."</span><br/><br/>Whisperia growled angrily at the sight of the grave but when the Orc came out she snarled at him and shifted back, knocking both axes clear into the jungle with one swat of her hand.<span style="color: purple"> "im looking for whoever killed Karren... she was my mate."</span>she grabbed his breatplate, crushing the metal in her hand as she pulled him off the ground.<span style="color: purple">"so start talking greenskin before i pull the information out of you through your entrails."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: deepskyblue">"wh-why would that st-stop you? its not a-atatched. there a-are other ways t-to feel good?"</span>she yelped at the cold metal against her skin but didnt protest or pull away. "<span style="color: deepskyblue">th-thank you M-Mistress."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>