Camping.
Now, now, don't give me that smug look, sit down in that chair and listen.
I was bored, it was 3:00am EST at the moment, so, while sitting happily at the Shrine of Two Moons with Eitri, whom you should all know by now as my violent, green devilsaur. I began to think about taming, that glorious feeling of getting something. So, I stared at the portal to Dalaran for a moment, and then slowly worked my way over to it too click it.
So here I am, flying towards Grizzly Hills on my newly obtained Red Dragonhawk mount, my eyes wide, and that giddy, goofy, huntard grin on my face as I settle down at my camping spot.
It was the peak of the hour, the best, in my experience, time to start.
For ten, maybe fifteen minutes, I was alone. Before CRZ kicked in, and a random level 74 Orc Hunter appeared.
He summoned "Spirit Beast" a level 74, newly tamed, or at least I thought, Arcturis.
He danced around me a bit, in that of a childish manner, though no emotes or /'s where made. He waited a bit, as if expecting me to go as I sat there on my mount, until finally, he poofed.
Not long after he had gone, this random, Alliance hunter appeared. I figured they would leave in a few minutes, seeing as it was 3;25 am now. So I sat there, this durp-a-saurus Alliance human was just standing there, with their tiger, watching me with creepy, pixel eyes.
Now I started to get a bit freaked out, because he didn't leave. We sat there together for another ten, to fifteen minutes, before he decided to get up in my characters face and stand there-- after throwing a freezing trap on me, which I kindly returned after giving him a few "/stare" and "/blink" emotes.
Now the hunter had begun to "hearthstone" but interrupt it near the end, which, I ignored, because that was rather fun seeing the shiny green effects and then SPRINGING into the air with what looks like wings.
Though, with anxiety, I still sat there. And I have too admit I grinned quite a lot when the hunter finally hearthstoned away.
It was 3:35am, I had been there quite some time.
Now, another random Orc hunter had flown over, my level, and with a tid' bit more health than I. Choking down my stubborn pride, I would send him a tell.
"I don't think he'll be spawning tonight, if you're looking for Arcturis. :I"
"nah, I'm just doing battle pets."
"already have all the spirit beasts."
"He's the last one I need. ;3;"
"good luck."
"Thanks."
I watched the purple text fade from the chat-box as I tabbed in and out, bouncing around some times to keep my character un-afk'd.
That's when I tabbed in again. I moved forward and the screen froze, melted a bit, like it would when it was about to crash, and loaded up. It repeated this another time, so I figured the server was about to crash, or my computer was being an utter idiot again.
And then, right before my eyes, a large spirit bear just happened to be patrolling in front of me. Glowing and all sparkly.
Sadly I didn't get any screenshots and I pressed the tame button and squealed as the split four seconds was over.
I had finally gotten him, the last for my collection of trophies and lovely pets whom I adore so much.
Meet Namid.
His name definition is:
NAMID: Native American Cheyenne name meaning "star dancer."
Tamed at 4:01am EST.
