<span style="color: #666600">"They have a problem with Ashia's desire to start her own brood. Instead of talking to her about it and trying to figure out a solution, they think they're just going to kill her. Why would I want to negotiate with them? Why would I do them any favors if they think killing Ashia for following her instincts is appropriate? You may have a point."</span>She vanished and appeared at the top of Wyrmrest Temple.<span style="color: #666600"> "Who wants to discuss the future of their flight with a woman who may or may not be clinically insane!? And if you think you can just dismiss me you can forget about Ashia producing anything but black dragons."</span><br/><br/>Red yelped and nodded, unsure of what to do but tried her best to follow Ashia's movements. At first she awkwardly tried to buck back against Ashia but nearly toppled over from the lack of rhythm. Eventually she began to match Ashia thrust her thrust, her moans and roars soon filling the room as she was filled by the black behind her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #006633">"And I've lost my groove, I get it. Life has been too hellish for us to really have the kind of sex we used to. I miss it every much as she does, and now that we have children it's hard to get time to do it. Even with Kuro and Azu caring for the children neither of us want to be away from them that long. We were wild, feral, and passionate, yes. Then we had bombshell after bombshell land in our lives and now we're barely sleeping enough to get through the day." </span>He pressed his thumbs against her shoulders and after a moment two loud pops followed by a sudden release of tension in the majority of her muscles.<span style="color: #006633">"That's where you come in. We going to drag her kicking and screaming back to the feral woman we know and love, then we're going to tie her down and use her until all three of us are sore."</span><br/><br/>"I guess I don't. I've never been a ladies man or what have you, I was lucky with Brit." He smiled a bit and shook his head. "I think you and Arlokk may has well be husband and wife, never mind him owning you. I recognized the look in his eyes, you're every bit as important to him as Whisperia is. That's not a look you give someone that's just a pet." Iron approached Azu and looked down at her before patting her head<span style="color: #ff8000">. "Good girl. Human, you seek a harpy? Then Kuro and I will take you to them."</span>"What? Shouldn't I talk to Brit first?"<span style="color: #ff8000"> "No, the harpy will be yours, will it not?"</span>"Why does Kuro need to be there? I know how she is around men I don't want her to be uncomfortable."<span style="color: #ff8000">"Because these harpies are new to this area. They must have been moved when the world was remade."</span>"Remade?" Iron looked at Jim then to Kuro.<span style="color: #ff8000"> "He is slow, isn't he?" </span>"I haven't been on Azeroth in many years, today is my first day back."<span style="color: #ff8000">"Then a loyal pet harpy would be a good welcoming present."</span>"This is going way too fast for me."<span style="color: #ff8000">"Would you like it if I spoke slower, slow human?" </span>He frowned at her and folded his arms. "No, let's go get me a harpy."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>