Before I get too far ahead on Paleoteca I better update her story. 
 
"I found Ironforge to be an absolutely fascinating mecca. The dwarves and I became fast friends, though I was a little disappointed to learn that I could not learn the skill of archaeology right away. First, I was needed in Thelsamar in Loch Modan to apprentice before they would teach me. I contained my disappointment as I had heard that Loch Modan was rich with history and ruins. Perhaps, instead, this would be a great opportunity to explore!
Puppy and I arrived in Thelsamar to a few unusual looks from the local residents, but once they learned why we were there, they put us to work straight away as well as offering supplies and a room to stay in (for a price of course).

Most of our tasks were fairly menial; thinning out some of the local threats, mostly.

We were given some time to explore on our own so Puppy and I scoured the Loch in search of history. We were not disappointed. Lost scrolls of the Explorer's League were to be found, as well as the aftermath of Deathwing's return during the Cataclysm. From what the citizens have told me, it created a slightly differed landscape and changed the way some of the ruins stood. The ruins were fascinating, showing me glimpses into lives past. Our wandering led us to a lodge on the eastern most part of the Loch, hiding in the mountains. I left Puppy with the stable master while I took a moment to look the lodge over. As I did so I overheard coversation about a mysterious fox that roamed the lands nearby. It was said to be colors that made little sense for a fox, with glowing blue eyes and an evil cackle, and even though it lived in a clearing with a local bear population, even these creatures seemed afraid of it.


Curious to investigate this mischievous fox myself, I left Puppy at the lodge and headed north. Any attempt to track the creature led to naught; footprints and scat of a fox-like creature seemed not to exist. Bears definitely did though and I had to very carefully maneuver my way around them so as not to anger one and needlessly kill it. Even arriving at what I could assume was the clearing where the fox lived left me no trails and no sight of anything other than a strange and eerie far off purple land. I wandered, hunted, and tracked, until, as I was about to give up, I spotted the creature returning. He was beautiful! Seeing me didn't seem to bother the fox at all, instead he walked right up to me and immediately began nosing my pack for the supplies I held inside. I quickly reached my hand out to deter him, instead seeking to see if he would create a bond with me and join me in my travels. He was all too eager; this wasn't a creature looking to cause harm. He was merely lonely and looking for companionship and play. The name Mischa seemed to fit him rather well.





I feel like Mischa's personality showed right away; in his tamed shot you can see him grinning and hiding in the grass.