<span style="color: yellowgreen">"oh they wont find it amusing at all when they die... and you should be an expert, if a god can die why not a shadow?" </span>she rolled her eyes and looked up at him.<span style="color: yellowgreen"> "how? all we want is to see our mother happy and healed of the wounds of her past and live our own lives. is that really such a threat? he was trying to be curtious... no, i dont lay eggs in other women."</span>she yelped and a young boy showed up looking furious. "let go of my sister!" an older female showed up moments later and pulled him back through the shadows.<span style="color: yellowgreen">"prick..."</span>she grunted as she hit the floor and muttered quietly.<span style="color: yellowgreen">"your a real prick you know that?"</span>all he got from Ashia was waves of alternating lust and hatred but it wasnt aimed at him so much as overflowing through the connection he had made and he would find Ibara halfway through a large bottle of wine and Vyre in Susan's care with several guards outside the door.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>