Blake - The Epic Tame / Epic Story
Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 2:15 pm
This is one of my first go's at a story, this may not be as good as a lot of the others, I know my first defenately wasen't. I hope you enjoy it! This is my story of my first fox tame which I did today.
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Tsami peered at her map as she moved forward, not giving a glance at her surroundings. ''If I pay the flightmaster in Stormwind for one of his gryphons to get me -there-,'' she pointed at one area of a map to to the Eastern Kindoms, dragging her finger across to 'The ruins of Gilneas'. ''And then ride to there. I will find what I am searching for.'' A look was given to the human Priest besides her, that looked back with a sage nod. ''Indeed, Tsami, you are not as stupid as I thought'' Glaring lightly, she dealt a back-hand slap to the side of his head. Yeah, of course. Only stupid people ever think I am stupid.
As they ventured out through Elwynn, a tower became part of thier view. Then another, and another, as well as this GIANT wall that seemed to go on forever! They knew they had reached the beloved city of Stormwind. It seemed desolate, vacant, apart from several randomly positioned guards dotted around here and there. People only gathered otherwise at the bank, auction house and Cathedral - the streets simply seemed deserted. Tsami looked confused. ''I thought this was a city, not a ghost town. Vanir, do you not know about this?'' She asked slightly hesitantly. Something wasen't right - she needed to get out of here, and now...Elementals started raging through the city at that very moment. ''Just run! We need that flight, Tsami!'' And that they did. The two rushed past several elementals before finding the proper way over to the flightmaster.
The gryphons were left to carry off the weak or injured, despite the brilliant Medics and Priests that roamed the city for constant treating duties. Confused, the Priest asked the hunter for assistance on the matter. ''Can't you just, like...Talk to the gryphons, or something? Make them take us off to wherever the fel we're going?''
''...Right. I shall try such, Brother. Though I do not guarantee such is possible.'' Tsami replied swiftly. Caww caww! Caw caww! Bird calls seemed to catch the Gryphons attention. The two nodded along, before climbing out of thier roosts. Tsami and Vanir climbed up onto them before they knew it, and off they flew! Where might they be heading?
They passed the villages, forests, valleys and jungles, several hours passed before they reached the Western Plaugelands. Vanir shivered lightly as they landed, eyes hardly focusing on what would be around them. Corspes, deathknights, ghouls and more...A horror for a priest with a weakness. Panting after not long of dragging, Tsami pulled the old coot around - then they reached the Silverpine Forest. ''We are away from all that horribleness of dark energies. Y...you can walk -next- to me now. We do not need another old priest dead.'' He swooped to the ground before picking himself back up, his movements still weak and sickly. Once they passed the gate of the worgen, and several forsaken flags, both of them stood gobsmacked - they were amazed. A whole army of silvery white foxes stood there, in front of them. ''I...I'm speechless.'' Vanir spoke silently to the female elf beside him. Tsami shouted out to them.
''Which one of you are willing to be my companion in battle, hm?'' She asked, determination in her voice. Several stepped forward, though one caught her eye. He was a strong, yet elegant looking one, with stars in his eyes that shone in the night and glimmered subtly in the day. They had arrived late at night, and he looked the best mainly because of those red eyes of his.
''You...'' She motioned briefly to him. ''Come here. I shall inspect you...Only the best becomes my partner in war, battle.'' He moved towards her, first cautiously but then calm and confidently. Tsami stroked his back, feeling his soft, fuzzy furr led down his smoothly curved back. A tail raised high and a set of red starry orbs, feet like polished hooves and furr like a grizzly bear, this was the one. She walked off, and he followed, they teleported themselves back where they started - The Eastvale Logging Camp.
Clambering into bed beside her wonderful priest boyfriend later on when they had arrived back at home, she called out towards the same Fox that seemed to subtly follow her home, pride in his deep red eyes of being adopted by such a well-known, determined elf. ''Foxy over there, I am calling you Blake. Suits you well.'' She soon shut her small, glinting eyes, pecking the human on the cheek and smileing. ''Night, love you.''
''Love you too.''
The end
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Tsami peered at her map as she moved forward, not giving a glance at her surroundings. ''If I pay the flightmaster in Stormwind for one of his gryphons to get me -there-,'' she pointed at one area of a map to to the Eastern Kindoms, dragging her finger across to 'The ruins of Gilneas'. ''And then ride to there. I will find what I am searching for.'' A look was given to the human Priest besides her, that looked back with a sage nod. ''Indeed, Tsami, you are not as stupid as I thought'' Glaring lightly, she dealt a back-hand slap to the side of his head. Yeah, of course. Only stupid people ever think I am stupid.
As they ventured out through Elwynn, a tower became part of thier view. Then another, and another, as well as this GIANT wall that seemed to go on forever! They knew they had reached the beloved city of Stormwind. It seemed desolate, vacant, apart from several randomly positioned guards dotted around here and there. People only gathered otherwise at the bank, auction house and Cathedral - the streets simply seemed deserted. Tsami looked confused. ''I thought this was a city, not a ghost town. Vanir, do you not know about this?'' She asked slightly hesitantly. Something wasen't right - she needed to get out of here, and now...Elementals started raging through the city at that very moment. ''Just run! We need that flight, Tsami!'' And that they did. The two rushed past several elementals before finding the proper way over to the flightmaster.
The gryphons were left to carry off the weak or injured, despite the brilliant Medics and Priests that roamed the city for constant treating duties. Confused, the Priest asked the hunter for assistance on the matter. ''Can't you just, like...Talk to the gryphons, or something? Make them take us off to wherever the fel we're going?''
''...Right. I shall try such, Brother. Though I do not guarantee such is possible.'' Tsami replied swiftly. Caww caww! Caw caww! Bird calls seemed to catch the Gryphons attention. The two nodded along, before climbing out of thier roosts. Tsami and Vanir climbed up onto them before they knew it, and off they flew! Where might they be heading?
They passed the villages, forests, valleys and jungles, several hours passed before they reached the Western Plaugelands. Vanir shivered lightly as they landed, eyes hardly focusing on what would be around them. Corspes, deathknights, ghouls and more...A horror for a priest with a weakness. Panting after not long of dragging, Tsami pulled the old coot around - then they reached the Silverpine Forest. ''We are away from all that horribleness of dark energies. Y...you can walk -next- to me now. We do not need another old priest dead.'' He swooped to the ground before picking himself back up, his movements still weak and sickly. Once they passed the gate of the worgen, and several forsaken flags, both of them stood gobsmacked - they were amazed. A whole army of silvery white foxes stood there, in front of them. ''I...I'm speechless.'' Vanir spoke silently to the female elf beside him. Tsami shouted out to them.
''Which one of you are willing to be my companion in battle, hm?'' She asked, determination in her voice. Several stepped forward, though one caught her eye. He was a strong, yet elegant looking one, with stars in his eyes that shone in the night and glimmered subtly in the day. They had arrived late at night, and he looked the best mainly because of those red eyes of his.
''You...'' She motioned briefly to him. ''Come here. I shall inspect you...Only the best becomes my partner in war, battle.'' He moved towards her, first cautiously but then calm and confidently. Tsami stroked his back, feeling his soft, fuzzy furr led down his smoothly curved back. A tail raised high and a set of red starry orbs, feet like polished hooves and furr like a grizzly bear, this was the one. She walked off, and he followed, they teleported themselves back where they started - The Eastvale Logging Camp.
Clambering into bed beside her wonderful priest boyfriend later on when they had arrived back at home, she called out towards the same Fox that seemed to subtly follow her home, pride in his deep red eyes of being adopted by such a well-known, determined elf. ''Foxy over there, I am calling you Blake. Suits you well.'' She soon shut her small, glinting eyes, pecking the human on the cheek and smileing. ''Night, love you.''
''Love you too.''
The end