Tellara trembled slightly as Mora's arms closed about her. This contest between the two trolls... Something was happening between them, and when Tellara looked deeply into her lover's eyes, she saw a burning hatred directed past her upon the unflinching form of the stalwart hunter. All she did was nod blankly, her mind racing around this seemingly psychological battle. What were they trying to do? The troubled look that flickered in her features was quickly swept aside beneath her lover's gaze, and replaced with the meek smile that she meant sincerely, but it seemed forced, and conflicted.<br/><br/>"I-I did... Her name is... Elizabeth" Tellara muttered, her once blatantly proud and elegant form cruling meekly, yet lovingly into the warm body of her lover, as she savoured every second of every embrace they shared. Tellara's eyes looked up at the ice blue face of her trolless sister, her violet orbs heavy with exhaustion. Tellara couldn't stay awake much longer. She smiled a contemptuous smile as she remembered all she had been trying to do before all of this was sleep, and what a disturbance she had suffered.<br/><br/>But regardless, she could sleep now, and sleep she would, cradled in the affectionate embrace of Mora's arms as she curled into a typically feline position across her lover's soft, smooth, naked form. She closed her eyes to go to sleep, but the waiting darkness did not encompass her yet. So she merely waited, lying awake but silent as she awaited the inevitable verbal conflict between the troll hunter and druid.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>