As the sun rose on a cool spring morning, a young orc woman was taking her first steps on a long journey ahead, leaving the village she had grown up in behind her. Mazra had come of age in her village, meaning that she was free to explore the world as she wished. Her beautiful face was glowing with excitement at the possibilities that lay ahead for her. She had been looking forward to this day for many years now. She was finally a woman, yet still felt like an excited child, eager to see the world.
Setting off in the direction of the rising sun, Mazra hoped to reach the human town of Morning Hollow by early evening. With the warm sun shining upon her green face, she smiled at the thought of spending the night in an inn, with people who weren't orcs. The thoughts of noble humans, beautiful elves, strong dwarves, eccentric gnomes, and maybe even a few stoic centaurs ignited her imagination about the people she would meet on her travels.
Before long, Mazra grew tired from walking, and decided to rest along the side of a clear, blue spring. She had been walking for several hours now, and she judged by the location of the sun that it was about high noon. The day had grown hotter than she had expected, and the cool water of the spring was a much needed refreshment. Deciding that a nice swim would would do her body wonders on this hot day, she began to strip off her traveling clothes. Quickly diving in, the young orc sighed in relief, as the crisp water washed over nicely toned, yet womanly body.
Before she could fully relax, Mazra heard a rustling sound coming from the bushes behind her. Fearing that it was bandits or some other deadly foe, she swiftly climbed out of water. The young orc ran to her gear, drawing her axe. "Who goes there!" she shouted. "If you come out now, I won't hurt you!"
A few moments passed before a young human woman slowly emerged from her hiding place, her head hung in shame. She couldn't have been much older than Mazra. She wore simple clothing; a white shirt, a long brown skirt and a worn set of boots. The only threat she posed was the small knife on her belt, which Mazra would have no problem defending herself from, should this girl choose to attack.
Mazra lowered her axe a little. It was obvious this girl didn't intend to attack her, but Mazra didn't want to take chance just yet. "Tell me your name, girl!" Mazra commanded.
"A-Aela," the girl stammered. She was visibly shaking now, obviously worried that Mazra would cleave her in two.
"Where are you from, Aela?" Mazra asked, softening her voice slightly.
"M-morning Hollow," Aela replied, still shaking. Tears began to run down her face, soaking into her long black hair.
Mazra dropped her axe with the rest of her gear. It was obvious this girl meant no harm. "I am Mazra, of the Wolf Heart Clan," the orc woman said, stepping toward Aela. "You have no need to be frightened of me, girl. The axe was just a precaution."
Aela stopped shaking, but still did not make eye contact with the stronger woman. "I-I'm sorry to have intruded upon you," Aela stuttered. "I didn't know you were here."
Mazra stepped closer to Aela, now being within a few inches of her. Standing a full head taller than Aela, the orc wrapped the human into a comforting hug, her wet form dampening Aela's clothes. "There was no harm done," Mazra said in a calming, almost motherly, voice. "Now tell me: what is that you're doing this far away from your town. Surely, your family is worried."
Aela finally turned her head up to look at Mazra, her green eyes meeting the orc's red ones. "I was actually looking for this stream," she said, allowing herself a small smile. "It has been a favorite place of mine since I was a little girl."
Mazra grinned back at her. "Well, then!" She said, breaking the embrace. "Why don't we enjoy this spot together for a while. I was merely taking a break on my journey to Morning Hollow, and some company would be nice, especially someone from my destination." Mazra quickly returned to her place in the water before turning to Aela. "Well? Are you going to join me, or not?"
Aela quickly stripped off her clothes, before climbing into the stream. She smiled, as the cool water splashed against her small, perky breasts. "I'm sorry about sneaking up on you, Mazra," she said, after a brief silence.
"Hm?" Mazra replied. "Oh. Don't worry about it. I was just a little startled by your presence, that's all."
"No, I really mean it. I should have made my presence known. Or I should have just left. Instead, I chose to... watch you." Aela said, her voice growing more hesitant as she spoke. "Perhaps... perhaps I could make it up to you."
Mazra looked at the other girl, confused. Aela was visibly shaking. "What do you me-" the orc started to say, but was cut off with a kiss from Aela. After the initial shock of the kiss, Mazra gave in and returned it.
