I walked across the deserted plains of Durotar, heat sweeping over me as I struggled over the sand oozing between my toes. Why am I here?
That is explained with the emptyness around me. I'm here to tame. I'd reached the Zepplin area outside Orgrimmar by the time the heat began to wear off as a slightly chilling wind blew over me. I turned around and began to follow the wind, eagur to see what is in store.
The light orange sand blew into my face as I walked to a river, managing to close my eyes in reflex. But as I opened my hazel eyes, I found something I thought was beautiful. A blood red raptor walked by the river, watching the crocolisks swim through. It had a yellow ring on one of its legs, and hadstrange markings on its side. This was the one.
That raptor noticed my staring, snarling in warning. I did nothing in reply, stupidly, and it charged at me and managed to leap on top of my stomache as I fell to the ground with a thud. I identifyed the raptor as a he. Rolling out of his grasp, I swiftly placed an icy, aqua blue trap onto the ground.
As he charged at me, the raptor got trapped in Ice upon stepping into my trap. As it broke free, I was under the raptor, pounced again. we rolled on the ground for several seconds, until he let go of me and stepped to the side, snorting softly and nodding in my general direction looking into my small, hazel eyes.
I'll name him Sharptooth, for now.
Just to let you know, Pawtrack inspired me.