Karren snuggled up against Whisperia with a happy coo and kissed her chest.<span style="color: darkorange">"No idea, but there was a powerful aura of... pain and anger in the room. Whatever happened I think it's best we let him and Zelina sort it out before dragging him home." </span>She grinned and shook her head, her hands beginning to roam Whisperia's body.<span style="color: darkorange">"I'm never too well fed to bury my face between your thighs."</span>She held out one hand to trace runes in the air but the fizzled out with a quiet 'pop' making the mage scowl.<span style="color: darkorange"> "It's not Amere blocking the house, someone or something stronger than I am has the enter area around the house sealed off. And I can't even trace the signature, it's... similar to Elune's but it just appears and disappears."</span>She looked up at Whisperia and nodded then conjured a pitcher of water and a tall glass.<span style="color: darkorange">"I'm excited for the house to be done, I wish I could do more to help but fire, ice, and arcane usually don't play well with trees."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>