Sigrune and Sujin sat together on a cliff overlooking Thrallmar and Hellfire peninsula. They had traveled through the Dark Portal together, not wanting to be separated they had struggled to be assigned to the same tasks. But on this night they had found the time to simply enjoy each other's company, for it was their first night in Outland and the commandeer wanted them rested. So there they sat, watching Azeroth set.
"Kitten.. I be happy you be here wit' me." Sujin told her in a soft voice.
"Hmmm." Was Sigrune's only reply. She cuddled into his side, closing her eyes.
He gently ran his fingers through her long pale hair with one hand, the other holding her tightly. "Mey, dreams be bad, lovah."
Her eyes open and Sigrune looked into Sujin eyes with concern. "Sujin, why have you not told me sooner." She touched is cheek with the palm of her hand. "I've sensed something has been wrong for weeks."
Sujin chuckled meekly, "I didn't want to be worryin' you, Kitten."
"But I have anyways. You haven't shared my bed in nearly a moon's cycle. My Beast, what dreams have kept you away?" Sigrune asked him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
Sujin's eyes darkened at the thought of his dreams. "You die, Kitten. And I can't be doin' no-ting about it. You be ripped away from me."
"My love, I am young still. I have three hundred years in me yet." Sigrune looked at Sujin with a soft smile. "Besides my sister is one of the most talented Priestesses the Horde has to offer. If I was wounded she would come."