I sighed as I sank into the water of Valorwind Lake. I looked at the shore where I had left my mail armor. It felt good to finally peel it off my lithe body. Some days I wished for the old days when I could wear leather. The mail I wore these days just was not pliant enough for my liking.
The cool water flowing over my naked body made my battle hot skin tingle. It had been a hard fight to rescue Sharpbeak from Jinth'Alor. The vile trolls had put up quite a battle but my companions and I were able to save the fledgling gryphon and return him to his parents. The others had gone ahead to Aerie Peak to celebrate the victory.
I began to wash away the troll blood that caked my body. I was so glad for the soap that I had brought from my native home on Teldrasil. The orange and lavender scented soap made my thoughts turn toward home and my darling Tristan. He was going to meet me in Ironforge. I had not seen him for months. The combination of the cold water and the thoughts of my lover made my body quicken.
I ducked my head under the water to wash the soap out of my long white hair. As I surfaced, sensed that I was being watched and instinctively I whistled for my faithful pet Scruffy. The large silver wolf who was my constant companion came bounding out from behind the bush where he had been taking a nap. He growled at the troll who was looking at me with a combination of hatred and lust in his eyes. He had released his hard turquoise colored cock from the confines of his breeches and was stroking it. When he saw Scruffy, he released the strangle hold he had on his cock and fumbled to find his weapon.
It was obvious that this troll was young and inexperienced. He lunged at Scruffy with a roughly hewn stone dagger. Scruffy dodged the attack. The two circled around. Scruffy moved in for his attack, the troll managed to leave a long gash along Scruffy's shoulder. While Scruffy's injuries were minor, the troll's were not. Blood was spurting out of a vicious tear in the femoral artery. The troll's eyes were glazed in death before he even hit the ground.
I rushed out of the water to Scruffy. The long cut along his shoulder was shallow, and otherwise he was unharmed. The spirit bond between us was great and as I held my hands over him and repeated the ancient incantation of healing, the cut began to close and scab and finally was completely gone. I laughed as Scruffy ran over to my bags and began snuffling through the packs for a treat.
"Oh you think you deserve a treat do you? Well you did earn it I suppose."
His tail wagged and his tongue lolled out of his mouth as I pulled a bit of roasted quail from the pack. The meat was gone in a moment.
"Did you even taste it you mutt?" I ruffled his fur and patted him on the back. My eyes turned back to the troll dead beside the river. My lip turned up in disgust as I considered the need to check his body for anything of value. I loathed getting any closer, but unfortunately it was inevitable and a necessary evil of the war we fought with the Horde. I took a deep breath and held it as I knelt down to rummage through his pockets. Other than a few pieces of silver, there was nothing of value on him. The vendors would give me a pittance for them, but it was better than nothing.
"Okay boy I suppose we should catch up to the others."
I mounted up on my white frostsabre and began riding toward Aerie Peak. "Just a short gryphon ride and I will be back in the arms of my love, for a few hours at least," I thought to myself. "Elune be praised! I need a break from all this fighting and death." In just a few short moments, I was climbing the rise to the gryphons. I put my mount in the stable and as I was speaking with the gryphon master when two hands came out of nowhere from behind me and cupped my full breasts. I gasped in surprise, my hand instinctively going for my dagger. As a female in a male's world, one can never be too cautious. But my caution this time was unnecessary.
