Nyarien let out a soft noise that sounded neither like a sigh or a hiss.<span style="color: red">"Puppies? Those are young... what do you call them, Worgs, right? You'll have to show me the difference between a wolf and a worg one of these days. I was contacted by someone who claimed they had done some research on my mother's true past, and they think my mother isn't a pure blooded High Borne like she claims. Her father was murder by Sharindia before they ever met, and it makes sense. It all makes sense, actually. I think my... grandfather was a druid, likely a feral one and his feral nature is starting to show through mother. Sharindia killed him because she didn't want her daughter, or anyone else, to find out she had mated with a lower class citizen, a Night Elf. It'd certainly explain my mother's sudden change in behavior. Maybe I'm way off though, I'll give it some more thought before I bring it up with mother."</span>The Naga looked back at Leena and shook her head.<span style="color: red"> "You should have Morah check out your chest, mother isn't known for pulling punches."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: darkgreen">"My love, you started this day sitting in a tree crying about the smallest of things and went to nearly tearing Kitori's head off her shoulders. If anything I think you should thank her for getting you fired up to shake off that depression. But that's just my opinion."</span>He nodded in agreement and kissed her forehead softly.<span style="color: darkgreen">"We all love Karren."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>