<span style="color: #666600">"They'll have some tents and a large campsite ready for them, then. The houses can come later, there's no rush."</span>She took Loraine by the hand and the two women vanished. When Ashia made her way to Miriam's house she'd hear fighting inside before a male Draenei was thrown through the open door to be pounced on and promptly shredded apart by a blood-soaked Nail, the Black's raw brutality clearly not tempered by her reduced size.<span style="color: #0000ff">"Throwing yourself at your enemy, covering yourself in their filth, how very uncouth."</span>Spite was leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed across her chest. Standing taller but thinner than Ashia with radiant blue scales that seemed to shift in the sunlight.<span style="color: #b30000">"I don't do 'couth' when it comes to those who would harm our mistress or any pregnant woman."</span>Nail stood up after snapping the hollowed out Draenei's neck for good measure. She was shorter than Ashia but considerably more muscular.<span style="color: #0000ff"> "Our own little monster, as it were. Speaking of which..."</span>Spite's gaze caught Ashia and a smile crept along the blue's features.<span style="color: #0000ff">"You missed all the fun. There's a few rogues left, cowering in the shadows, but they're too busy wetting themselves to do anything."</span><span style="color: #b30000">"That human is there too." </span><span style="color: #0000ff">"Yeah, but he laid down his weapons and surrendered. I didn't know they made humans that big."</span><span style="color: #b30000">"He would be a good meal."</span><span style="color: #0000ff">"... he would, but Mistress said to leave him to her." </span><span style="color: #b30000">"We cleaned up your mess."</span>Nail was slower to notice Ashia as she licked the gore from her claws.<span style="color: #b30000">"You're welcome."</span><br/><br/>"Oh? You mean my little Elf isn't getting herself into more trouble for once?" He kissed her neck softly then released her to let her finish washing. "I owe you an apology for jumping to conclusions... about Eldryn and Gali. I let my emotions get in the way and lashed out at the wrong person."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>