An uncomfortable shudder ran through Vyre as Ibara's nuzzled her spines, and she quickly pulled away with a hiss.<span style="color: Indigo"> "I don't like people touching me there." </span>She turned around and pulled Ibara back into her arms.<span style="color: Indigo">"Maybe I'll explain why later, just don't ask about it. You won't always need a mistress or a pet, you'll need a husband or a wife eventually. I'd happily settle down and have a family if countless decades serving Azshara hadn't left me a broken woman, unable to love or be loved. But we don't need to talk about me or my past."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>