The Dragonhawk squawked at Ashia and blew a puff of smoke at her before flying away and one of the lynx began to growl in warning. The second lynx, however, merely rolled onto its side and rested its head on The'kal's thigh. The commotion caused The'kal to stir and look up at Ashia with a yawn.<span style="color: olive">"Oh, hey there. What'd you think of the house? That's about all I could do to it before my body gave out on me, Ras has been getting steadily stronger and his venom was a fucking nightmare to get rid of. I had to go over to Darnassus and take some moonwell water to cleanse it." </span>She stroked the lynxes a bit then stretched with another yawn.<span style="color: olive">"The basement isn't in yet either, but we can worry about that later. Should consider yourself lucky Ras didn't get on you or anything you care about, stuff was nasty."</span>With a sigh she pulled herself up to her feet and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.<span style="color: olive">"Feel like going to the Burning Steppes? I was just going to send you out to find my granddaughter but I'm ready for a change of scenery."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>