<span style="color: red">"Well if I get a job in Silvermoon and earn such honors you'll be able to say 'I told you so', but as it is I'm likely to just go back to the Steppes and let my daughter decide where she wants to live." </span>Singe looked around the area and pointed to a lone plainstrider off in the distance.<span style="color: red">"Does that look like a good target to you? I'm not sure what to look for in these things. I know Ras will eat anything, but I would hope a Blood Elf like yourself would have more refined tastes."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"Then I will learn to read these books and become the ultimate predator. I will hunt the foes of my father, and of your family."</span>She looked up at Sharindia and shrugged.<span style="color: purple">"My scales will be fine, I have suffered worse. I just want to meet my father."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>