"Heh, you should see some of my furriends. They'd be really strong allies but a lot of them are... tough to deal with. Most of them would come around as long as I'm here to explain things though."

She could think of a few exceptions, but frankly she didn't ever want to see the clown again.

"Hmmm, there's not much diffurence between my kind of trolls except fur blood color."

Ah, the hemospectrum. Source of so much utter and complete bullshit in her life and the lives of her friends.