Garashna almost blushed at Xholkrox's words, almost.<br/>She knew she was quick witted and though she appeared to be the youngest amongst them, in Orc terms, she was far more mature, in every way.<br/><br/>She had gone way past the 'blushing and dreaming of 'the one who would take her away' from her dreary life. Cruel reality had told her that sex meant pregnancy and pregnancy meant even more drudgery and being tied even tighter to the life she so didn't want. So she shunned men, or every race and their attentions, because one day...yes one day, she was going to prove that she was the best damned tracker and hunter that Whitewater had<em>ever</em>produced.<br/><br/>Flriting and teasing however, didn't make you pregnant and she loved it so much. Poor Xholkrox, now that they knew he was infact a male and a very handsome, yet over keen, at that, was almost too easy for her to lead on.<br/>Wrapping her arms around the deflated T'Skrang, Garashna automaticly positioned  herself just right, so that her tusks didn't catch him and planted a huge kiss on the end of his nose.<br/>"Awwwww....I'm sorry....but you're just too easy Blue...we need to find you a mate before you explode..."<br/><br/>Leaning her head against his, her arms wrapped around him, Garashna looked at the other three sat there.<br/>"Anyone want to volunteer?"