Since she held her hands close to the fire, Ahnasha's hands dried more quickly than the rest of her fur. She felt the fur across various parts of her body to see how close to dry it was, but it would still be a few minutes yet before she was ready to sleep. At Ariel's question, she shook her head. "No, it wasn't. It took a fairly unique set of circumstances for this to happen. Under the influence of alcohol, myself and Fendros had a bit of a fun night together, and it might have ended there if it were not for the fact that Meesei too was intoxicated. It's not often you find a drink designed to get around an Argonian's poison resistance, so that is a pretty rare event. I wasn't even thinking about that, since my judgement at the time wasn't too spectacular. With her knowledge of restoration, she can temporarily influence one's fertility, in either direction. However, she ended up getting lost in the night and it took us all day to find her. It was already too late by then...or, well, technically I still could have ended it, but I really didn't want to do that. Perhaps not the most romantic beginning to our relationship, I know, but the past really doesn't matter to me as much as where we are going."

As she was taking a few moments to reflect on the state of her own life, Ahnasha's gaze moved from the fire to Ariel. It was hard to pinpoint exactly what kind of person she was. She seemed talkative, but not precisely social. It was just a guess on Ahnasha's part, but it seemed like she had a hard time bringing herself to take risks. Sure, she was taking part in a dangerous raid on a witches' coven, and she had willingly approached a pack of lycans she did not know, but both of those were for her sister. Family could motivate even the most timid of people. "For you, I think you could make a good mother. Although, you are right on needing to find someone first. That won't happen if you don't take the initiative, though. Talk to people, see if you can find someone you can connect with. Take some risks. I suppose there is nothing wrong with being a shopkeeper, but your life will grow stale if that's all you ever do. Maybe moving to another place would be a good idea...actually, it might be mandatory. It's not as if we are going to be wiping out the coven tomorrow; they will still be around afterwards. Even if we are perfectly stealthy and they never see you, their suspicions might still fall on you. After all, they know you have intricate knowledge of the layout of their keep, and we are going to be making use of that knowledge. Not to mention, if one of them finds a piece of hair or something you leave behind, they might be able to use that same trick you used to find us."