Tyrande shook her head and kissed Crimzon's cheek.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "my love, i was talking about your thirst and the fact that without your blood i am not nearly durable enough for you to let go of your self control and truly enjoy me to the fullest. these are a part of your nature as well and ones we can enjoy and i want to cater to as many of the safe ones as we can."</span>she grinned and returned the hug, squeezing Crimzon tight.<span style="color: #5900b3">"of course you will have all of those things my dear."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000ff">"of course my dear."</span>she frowned and shook her head.<span style="color: #0000ff">"i am a Death Knight, not some Forsaken, i didn't rot at all. my body was brought back less then five seconds after i died, rotting takes hours to even begin and days to really show... and longer in the frigid halls of the Lich King."</span>she grinned a little and nodded a bit before growling quietly back at the kitchen.<span style="color: #0000ff">"this is Northrend Karrie, the fish are wildly different from those in that hellish sauna you called home. so yeah, they are big. that sounds lovely." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>