Ras wrapped one arm around her and gave her a squeeze. "It's okay for you to want things too, you may be our pet but a happy pet is a good pet. Something you should know, there's another woman here, a Blood Elf, she's never met a harpy before so make sure you don't give her any reasons to hurt you. I may be willing to give you a special treat if you can make her like you."<br/><br/><span style="color: darkgreen">"Everything is fine. Karren is happier and healthier than she's ever been, she's not losing herself, she's becoming what she's always been. Trolls have lived in the jungles for countless years with less shelter than we have and their children have been just fine, not to mention your husband is a priest and your pet a druid, even if the children did get sick we'd have no trouble curing them." </span>He took a firm hold on her jaw and forced her to look at him.<span style="color: darkgreen">"You have no right to say what you are and aren't fit for. Kuro and I have always been the heads of the family and we always will be, so you're correct in saying that you're not fit to be the head of our family, but you never were in the first place. Ophidian and Ras are both fine, Ophidian is home from the war with his mate, and Ras hasn't killed himself lately." </span>A low growl escaped him as he shook his head.<span style="color: darkgreen">"You're going to be the mother you are and raise them properly, now get your head out of your ass before I have to get Ras and Ophidian involved in this."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>