Dragoncrest Cliffs the bus earned a drink for sure.

Kheviel eyed the young male as he turned for her, and at his question about whether she was interested, she actually laughed--a sound like rusted metal against rusted metal. I am in far too much pain to be rolling around in the grass with the likes of you, she said, a gleam in her eyes. What would the birth be like? I'd die in the process and then you'd be stuck raising the screaming babes. She'd pay a good amount of fresh meat to see this one caring for tiny pups with all the patience of a yearling. That is to say, none. Come ask me again when you're older and I'm dead. Maybe if I'm dead, it won't hurt anymore.