Idea and editing by TheFisherman.
Disclaimer: The world and characters in this story are taken from the game: "World of Warcraft" and are the trademark property of Blizzard Entertainment. I do not have any claim of ownership over the world of "World of Warcraft" or its characters. This is a work of fiction and in no way is this work canon. This story was created to entertain and is in no way an official storyline. The character Kylya is the creation of TheFisherman and is used in this story with their permission.
"I think we just got lucky, Shen," Deyrina whispered and nodded her head towards the forest clearing. Shenore turned her gaze and observed closely. The darkness of night would make it almost impossible for a human to survey the clearing, but for Children of the Blood, the clearing was as brightly lit as the morning sky.
A tall night elf stood almost 200 feet from them and was oblivious of the two. It was improbable that a huntress like the one before them would miss the couple, but thanks to the right combination of runes and potions, magic was thick in the air.
Both Sin'dorei watched with intent as the huntress walked across the forest floor. Her legs were perfectly sculptured and shun a purplish hue under the light of the waxing moon. A single, uncertain step followed another and after three more steps a predatory smile crept across Deyrina's face. She watched with a feline grin as the huntress shifted her weight and hesitated to take another step, her instinct told her something was off. She sniffed the air and listened intently for hints to the anomaly she felt. After a couple of tense moments, the huntress took her next step.
It did not go as planned, instead of moving forward, the elf's generous bosom squished visibly with an invisible obstacle and threatened to jump out of her top. Unfortunately for her, the Kel'dorei was too close to the obstacle, and her face collided with the invisible forcefield, knocking her off her balance for a fraction of a second. The elf turned around quickly, reflexes guiding her actions. She moved a hand in front of her to find another invisible wall.
"It worked!" Deyrina almost yelled her content with the success of her trap.
"Quiet down, Dey," Shenore hashed her companion with a dismissive look, "no need to let the whole forest know of our trap."
The Blood Elves walked out of hiding and into the clearing. Both took deliberate steps full of confidence that could fool any human.
"What do we have here?" Deyrina stalked around the forcefield holding the night elf, examining her prey with curious eyes.
"That is one hefty Kel'dorei," Shenore noted, "rare that they get this big, I mean, look at her hips..."
"Who gives a rat's ass about her hips, Shen, what about her purse?"
"I guess it's as big as her hips." Shenore shrugged, ignoring the double meaning behind her sentence.
"Release me!" the night elf abruptly demanded.
Deyrina giggled and closed the distance to her captive. Now that she was closer, it was clear she hooked something special. "Not so quickly, we just met after all. What's your name?" she demanded.
"None of your business," the night elf said with a sneer in her voice, "release me at once!"
"Oh, no need to be so feisty," Deyrina said, thinking about a different way of approach, "it's not every day, that you come across a Night elf in Eversong. I just thought... Maybe we can get to know each other a little better? Here I'll start, my name is Deyrina, soon to be known as best rouge in the entire Eastern Kingdoms."
The busty night elf visibly sighed, slouching forward in her invisible cage a little, "Fine, I'm Kylya..." she responded.
"Kylya? Uhh, sounds like we have a visitor from Feralas here, Dey." Shenore said with a sneer in her voice, "What does a night elf from the other side of the world want here in our forest?"
"Focus, Shen, eyes on the prize." Deyrina reminded her partner, "Throw us your bag and we might let you go... What do you think, Kylya?"
Kylya gazed at the pair with deep blue eyes and considered her options. "Pah! How about I let you go to your ancestors...!" The night elf lifted her arm and threw a punch against the invisible wall, which responded with a resonating blue circle of light emanating from the spot where she hit it.
Shenore yelped at the sudden motion before she chuckled, "Looks like Kel'dorei are really as stupid as they say, Dey. She really thinks she can punch her way out of there." She called out, "Throw us the pack, the force field will let it through."
Kylya took the bag off her broad shoulders and flicked it at Shenore. It flew across the air and smacked against the blood elf, knocking the breath out of her lungs.
"Offf," Shenore gasped, "Careful, Dey, this one packs a punch."
"Don't worry, Shen, she's not getting out any time soon, remember?" Deyrina chuckled and pointed towards an amulet that rested on her chest. "Anyway, what does she have in there?"
"Oh, right. Well, let's see," Shenore started rummaging through the night elf's belongings. Inside were a couple of knives, a ring and three elaborate necklaces. Shenore pulled the disappointing catch out for her companion to examine. "I was expecting a little more, are they magical at least?"
Deyrina focused on the items but could not sense an ounce of magic from them. She nodded her head, "We can probably get a couple of coins for them."
"A couple of coins? Come on Dey, the forcefield amulet alone was twenty times that..." Shenore turned her gaze to her prisoner, "Stinkin' Kel'dorei, is that everything you have?"
The night elf leisurely leaned back against the backside of the cage, crossing her arms under her massive boobs, making them visibly wobble from the motion. "What you see is what you get..."
"I say we kill her," Shenore almost exploded.
"What?" gasped Deyrina, shocked by the proposition of her partner, "We said we won't harm our targets..."
