Sharindia looked at Crimzon and raised one hand.<span style="color: darkslateblue"> "threaten me again construct of blood and you will know pain to make your creation seem like uphoria..."</span>she turned and teleported in front of Gali and stopped her with a wall of fire.<span style="color: darkslateblue"> "i warned you."</span>a red circle appeared around the base Gali's left little finger before it burst into flames that would refuse to go out.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"your too dangerous to go unsupervised Gali, until i say otherwise you are going to stay with your parents... you are nothing but a dangerous child."</span>she teleported home with Gali and jabbed a needle into her chest, dosing her with enough tranqulizer to nearly kill her and the fire went out leaving her finger burnt nearly beyond regeneration.<br/><br/>back in Darnassus Tyrande looked at the Druid and sighed angrily.<span style="color: purple">"maybe if i had some support things wouldnt be so bad."</span>she grabbed his robe, glaring in his face.<span style="color: purple">"and i am sick and tired of people like you daring to critisize me. where were you Druids for ten thousand years? where is my husband even now? your all so damned obsessed with the world and the Dream but i have to deal with the real world. the one filled with psychos like that, with threats like Arthas and the Horde and Eldryn and everything else while you and the Druids worry about plants and animals. so as long as your focus is in the dirt i expect you to keep your comments as burried as your heads are... im doing the best i can with a wrecked economy, a war-torn nation and threats on every side and from within so you just shut the hell up!"</span>she shoved him away as silver energy sparked violently from her bow as she turned to head back to the temple, muttering in ancient Darnassian.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>