<span style="color: orange">"I've never had any training, it was adapt and accept my feral nature or get put down like a rabid worg." </span>She motioned to her choker.<span style="color: orange"> "For all the benefits I get from wearing this, the loss of self-control almost makes it not worth wearing. I mean, I still have some control obviously, but not as much as your average huntress or ranger. I just hope I don't get as boring and slow as you are when I grow up." </span>She stuck her tongue out playfully and gave him a squeeze.<br/><br/>The'kal was back at home in her Trollish form snuggled up on a pile of clothes with her succubus, asleep but looking anything but comfortable.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>