<span style="color: darkorange">"i cant stop her from popping one of her shields to smirk at you mistress."</span>Ibara's bubble faded as Vyre took it and she smiled at the grace of her owner wielding her weapon.<span style="color: darkorange"> "i never saw anyone look so at ease with a polearm as you do."</span>Ibara squeaked before she cooed in contentment, squeezing Vyre tightly, her soft body molded to the Naga's and she kissed her chest softly.<span style="color: darkorange">"thank you. well i guess its a good thing i know a few spells or i never could have moved it."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian nodded and smirked.<span style="color: green">"hes very whipped, and wrapped around the fingers of his children but i have to admit Syrenka has me wrapped around her's and shes not even walking yet. Ras met Amere and i and had planned to kill me, i think for the bounty on my  head but the second he started talking to Amere she seeped the darkness right out of his soul like pulling a nasty splinter. you should see him around her, its adorable, a pink haired mage perched on a tall Troll god."</span>he nodded a little before he smirked bitterly.<span style="color: green">"it is but then she also told me that being with me permanently would cost her the last of her pride and thats something as important to a Naga as the night is to your kind. i know most still remain nocturnal despite the rest of the races."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: red">"exactly, if your grandmother killed your mother she would do serious damage to the world, all the bad people shes killed would live, you wouldnt exist, all the broken people shes taken as pets and cared for would suffer."</span>she nodded and smiled as she listened before she looked down.<span style="color: red">"im sorry for your loss but at least you loved him right?"</span>she nodded and then looked back at her book.<span style="color: red">"if you want quiet thats fine." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>