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Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Just her luck she would come across a trained fighter. A bandit perhaps? The had been known to lurk in these parts. Talia stared back at him, waiting for him to make his move. She bit down hard on her lips to keep from letting a cry of surprise out when he grabbed her by the shirt and flung her towards the river. The hard fall to the ground dazed her, but not enough to miss the stranger's show of force. Vele took up a defensive position, ready to defend his Master if he has to, spitting and snarling in warning. Talia didn't get the chance to either tell him to attack or call him off before the cloaked being lead the way through the forest. Vele obediently flapped after them, ducking and dodging the branches as they go. Talia's body revolted by stiffening up when Fedalas pulled his body to hers. Why drag her away from the pursing men just to kill her here? If she would have relaxed Fedalas would have had an easier time trying to throw her, but as it was Talia kept her tenseness and didn't quite catch as much air as she should have. Talia landed in another dazed heap, head over heels on the opposite sandy bank. However she did look up in the time to see the odd stranger get ripped down river by the furious water. She really should keep running and leave whoever that person was to his own fate and keep moving as far away from this area as possible. But yet he had saved her back there... That's if she can get her limps to obey her. She felt someone turn her over and her head loll like it's not attached properly. Why, Talia croaked, wondering why in the name of the sunwell a human would help a blood elf so close to the very heart of the Alliance.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Fedalas kept thinking over and over what the blow of the horn was about. He knew he recognized the horn the men blew before leaving the opposite bank of the river. He removed the thought from his head as he began to quiver from the cold, he knew if his body which was insulated with thick muscle was going cold then she has got to be worse especially when adrenaline wears off. Fedalas disregarded her question as he tucked his hands in under her legs and the other underneath her back. A small groan left him as he picked her up. Naturally Elves are light but with her gear, the rain and sapped strength she had weighed ten times heavier in his arms. Fedalas kept his head down as rain bombarded their bodies. Blind and dazed he wandered through the soggy soil and away from the bank. Not far from the bank stood an old graveyard. Riddled with wandering souls and foul things. It had been their misfortune that they had wandered into it. A rather large building that stood upon the highest point of the graveyard. Despite it's rather large size it was near impossible to spot as Fedalas trekked up the slight incline. First he bumped into an old log which had been dislodged and fallen down from the house. Shelter He muttered under his breath as he desperately searched for an entrance. Eventually the two fell through the flimsy wooden door and into cobwebs. Fedalas carried her into the most sheltered room at the top of the house where the window was still in tact. He noticed her body had began to shake, her already light complexion had turned even paler. You'll go into shock He said with a clear tone of worry evident in his words. Scanning her up and down Fedalas began to think. It wasn't long and without hesitation Fedalas began to strip out of his wet clothing. He removed the cloak which hid his face as a wave of raven black hair was unleashed from beneath. His blue eyes glistened in the faint moonlight. He only went as far as removing what whet clothes covered his torso. He paused for a moment and stared down at Talia, he could see concern and worry in her eyes. It'll be okay Whispered a soft gentle voice. He checked for her pet but couldn't delay any longer. He began to remove her clothing as quickly but as gently as possible. He tried to keep her covered up and therefore left her with what underwear she had. In a attempt to warm their bodies he pulled her into his lap, wrapping himself around her to block out the wind and cold from her. He cared not that it was perhaps jeopardizing his own well being. Together they sat and shook in as the rain continued to bombard the house.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Talia tried to summon strength enough to wriggle out of his grasp. She's weak from being banged up from the unconventional escape but not that out of it! She's almost succesful when he tripped into the log. She coughed as the musty air of the house reached her nose. Even with her shaking his grip is strong and doesn't falter. In better conditions Talia would have laughed at the human. Ah, he thinks she's concerned about being okay? Talia slapped at his hands, trying to get him to let her take her own clothes. She gasped as he pulled her into his embrace. She knows it's better for them but that doesn't mean she has to like it! You can at least tell me your name, she commented as she laid against his muscular chest. And why you helped an enemy. Vele came in through the door and shook the water off his wings. Although durable the membrane of his wings could get easily water logged. He came over to the pair and looked at Fedalas warily.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

A painful chill bit into his skin as he shielded the Blood Elf in his arms. I have no name..He quivered as he tried to speak. Though no one every knew what Fedalas the supposed prince looked like his name was well known. Fedalas felt it was for her own good if she did not know him. He took care not to draw his blade either as it could quickly give answers. I-I-I..He quivered as he tried to catch his breath You're not my enemy words fell from his cold lips as his arms wrapped tighter around her. Fedalas could feel her body starting to radiate heat. Relieved he leaned back against the worn and rotten wall, the Elf still in his embrace. Fedalas started to warm as the two sat in the old house within the old graveyard. Rays of of moonlight shun through the cracks. He had little strength but his eyes remained fixed upon her. He did not realize that he was staring at her.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

My my she had fallen into the company of a strange man indeed if she's not his enemy. During her travels she had come across few and far between that thought that the struggle between the horde and alliance is should be stopped. Where her skin meets his goosebumps arise due to the temperature differences. Blood elves are naturally hot blooded. You're staring at me why? Talia swallowed. I am Talia by the way. His name wouldn't matter. At the first chance she would be gone.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Kar fell the goosebumps running down her soft skin. He looked around slightly embarrassed by her question, he was mesmerized by her beauty to the extent that he wasn't aware he had been staring. Sorry.. he whispered softly with sincerity. The storm had calmed with rain still drizzling down onto the leached, soggy soil outside. We can't stay here, it is too dangerous.. Kar had finally remembered what the horn was that the guards blew. He remembered hearing the rangers blow it when there was an imminent attack. The Guards alerted the Rangers about the Elf. Fedalas did well not to express any emotion that could convey trouble or fear when around her. Stay here, alright? I'm going to find us a way out of here Fedalas knew of a small Ranger outpost nearby to the north west corner, he was bound to find a horse there. Fedalas handled Talia like she was a feather. With ease he raised her up from out of his embrace and sat her down gently as he threw his soaked cloak on. Wiggle and tightening the belt around his waist he fixed his blade in place before walking out the room. Fedalas knew the chance that she would be here when he got back was slim and so he needed to show her some faith, some trust. You can call me Fedalas.. he murmured from underneath his cloak, back facing her as he stood well out of the room. He paused for a moment before walking out and into the night. It hadn't been long before he found the ranger camp. There found the body of a dead ranger, a fresh kill. The fire was still spitting out little tongues of fire beneath the shower of rain. Fedalas knew rangers don't travel alone but he dared not stick around. Quietly he untied the reigns from the tree and took control of the horse before setting back to the cemetery. Fedalas knew the beasts were roaming, the Ranger was not killed by a human.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Fel influenced eyes stared at him with a look that said really? Us? She is sort of glad that he set her back on her feet nicely instead of slamming her back onto them though. Talia wonders why he looked back at her before going back out into the night. Once she made sure Fedalas is completely out of sight Talia quickly got dressed and gathered her things. She knelt down next to Vele to check over him. The dragonhawk only has a few minor scratches, nothing that would impede their travel. Come Vele, time to be off. Others might fear the things roaming around, but not Talia. As fast as possible she slipped into the woods, trying to put some distance between her and the hut. She moves in a zig zag pattern, trying to throw any more wishing to chase her.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

The tangled brush make things slow going, especially for Vele. But on the other hand any one after her would have to follow on foot as well. There's no way to get a horse through the dense brush. She keeps track of where the moss is on the side of the trees and by the brief glances of the stars through the dense branches of the packed together trees. The information she had been given had told her about an old path would should make getting through the infected woods easier. Her blood runs cold in her veins when she hears an eerie howl from behind her. Talia picked up and her pace and continued to head towards the mountains, where she could escape into safer territory.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Fedalas rode slowly at first as he drew closer to the mountain, as the roads drew to an end he slid out of the saddle and said his fair wells and set the horse on its way. Before him stood a thin stretch of dense forest that gets thicker and thicker the further east. Fedalas knew of a hollow in the mountain that might be a path through to the cape but to his knowledge it had been infected by those..things. Fedalas was wise beyond his years and knew every possible way out was either blocked by men loyal to him or by the horror that haunts the night. As he trudged through the boggy patch he would get slapped by a branch as it whipped back at him. Why am I doing this.. he asked himself a few times and then paused to really ask himself why he was doing it. No answer came to mind and he trudged on through the mud, he would lift one boot up only for the other to get sucked in further. With every pull a distinctive pop sound was created as the suction was created by the mud against his boots. Fedalas picked up his pace as he drew close to the mountain. To his horror he had drawn closer to the clearing that led to the hollow in the mountain where the infected werewolves had set up. To his surprise he had not been discovered and took the opportunity to gather some intelligence. He could not hear much but it had seemed like they had found something or something was about to happen. There were but a few, but they were coming together for something.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

The hair on Talia's arm prickled as she heard another howl from a different direction that seemed to be moving closer to her. Her instincts tell her that moving towards the path might be a bad thing. The report had said that the creatures in this area are quite intelligent and hunt in packs. Meaning there's more than just the two behind her close by. She has the wild hunch that they're trying to herd her into something. The question is how to dissapoint them and evade their trap. Which leaves the problem of avoiding any of the alliance guards, but one problem at a time. She started traveling in an arc, hoping that the things behind her wouldn't communicate her movement to the others.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

One of the werewolves burst into a group of ravens and dispersed into the skies. Fedalas's eyes stood still in his head as he watched the unbelievable thing unfold. The remainder set off bar two staying behind. One seemed to seek rest which was of some relief because it shows they completely invincible and are subject to certain weakness. Fedalas's attention quickly drew to the East as the one creature turns his attention as well. A feint rustling of a leaf sent chills down their spines. Fedalas's hand had slipped across his sword as he watched the woken werewolf lick it's lips, it knew something was near. The instant Talia appeared through the thick clearing, Fedalas ran out from cover with sword dawn. It was like a wall of darkness, just walls of vegetation that suddenly gave way to the clearing into which she stumbled. Fedalas slammed his shield into the first werewolf that rose to the sound and lunged at the one which stood ready and poised for Talia. With a swing of his sword Fedalas cut a gash down it's back. Aggh Fedalas let out a loud groan as the second werewolf charged at him and threw him to his feet. It was like a dragon hitting a mouse, his armor buckled slightly. Deep down Fedalas summoned a hidden away power which would drain him to near death. He waited for the two to come at him together as he prepared his final attack. The fended off the first with his shield only to have a claw cut down along the side of his face and neck. The pain was agonizing as a weird purple liquid started to fills his veins. Fedalas began to transform slightly as the head of a spirit dragon appeared around his. Clumps of earth rose as a massive bale of lightening came crashing down onto the werewolves. Whether they were dead or not he did not waste time pondering. C--come He whimpered, weakened and injured he grabbed on Talia's hand and dragged her off into the night towards the pass into the cape. All they came across were some rangers who only stood by to stop alliance guards from interfering but they could not help them directly so they can deny aiding the two. It was a few hours of travel before the two had broken the border into the cape. It was but a few feet into the cape before Fedalas began losing consciousness. His eyes turned slightly red and milky as a purple liquid had pumped into his body from the cut which seemed to be healing at an abnormal rate. The liquid seemed to only pump to one side of his body, the right side. He simply fainted onto a bed of soft leafs in the cool air of the Cape.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

The sudden change in vegetation almost made Talia loose her footing. She almost pitched face forward, waving her arms to catch her balance. She wasn't prepared for the attack and would have been badly injured except for someone... a second later her brain realized it was Fedalas. Before she could draw her bow and try to aid in the attack against the werewolves the human already summoned the dragon spirit again and roasted them. Whatever else happens Talia is impressed with human's stamina, especially considering his injuries. Talia is majorly concerned about how his wounds are looking. She had seen lots of beast injuries but none like that. Even exhausted as she is Talia knows she has to get him away from the main path leading into the cape. Although slim she is quite strong. She managed to most get him over her should and drag him a little bit further. Vele, guard, she commands as she lays his body down to be able look at the wounds. Maybe she could help him. Also worrying is the furrow of pain on his face. The veins on the right side of his neck felt hard and pulsed harder than they should when she touched them. Quickly Talia searched in her pack for a bottle of antivenom. Finding one she gently cradled his head in her lap and tipped the potion into his mouth, hoping he would swallow and not choke.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Fedalas could only feel his body moving, the pain had gotten so bad that it slipped him into an unconscious state. He could not recollect coughing slightly as a strange liquid poured down into his throat. As the night got darker his body shook a little and took a fever, roasting, beads of sweat dripped down his already wet body. The night grew silent as the clear skies set in over the cape and the moon took it's mantle high in the sky. Hours ticked by as Fedalas's body settled down, it was marvelous, the reaction his body had to the poison. He slowly rose from his sleep from which many did not return from before. He sat up and opened his eyes. The deep blue in his eyes replaced with a crimson red, little purple veins ran across his body, he licked his lips as he looked to Talia. Not a word was ushered as he stood with his sight locked. A strange change in all sense, he could feel pulses of everything around him, like a sonar. His vision was not restricted by light or rather the lack of it. He could smell beasts from miles off. He has transformed into something unstoppable. Hello there..He whispered, his voice was deep and filled with melancholic, enough to scare any heart.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Talia did her best to make him comfortable during his illness. She tried try his previously rain soaked body off as best as possible and removed his boots and hung them upside down on a nearby tree to dry out.Since the antivenom didn't work maybe the the way of getting venom out would work. She isn't to hopeful about it since the wounds from the creatures had already healed. Carefully drawing her hunting knife she made a small cut on the side of his right arm. The blood that oozed out definitely had a purple tint to it and a diseased smell. She kept an eye on the wounds as it slowly sealed itself shut again. To keep him hydrated Talia gave him small amounts of water from her water skins through the night. When the fever seemed to spike particularly bad Talia ran her fingers through his mop of sweet dank hair. Through out the night she dozed in cycles close by, trying to fend off some of the exhaustion that had settled over her. Talia sighed when she woke up one final time before his fever completely broke. She had wondered if she should merely leave him to die. After all the animals of the world known when to give up the fight to keep something alive. She's dozing against a tree when Fedalas rises. Blearily she opened her green eyes when she heard him sit up. Instantly she become alert when she took in the changes the venom had reeked upon him and Fedalas licked his lips. That was a motion of a predator about to chase after prey. The hair on the back of her neck prickled when he spoke. Hello Fedalas. Although she doesn't want to make any openly aggressive moves she does ready herself in case she has to draw her skinning knife in a hurry.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

The night was quiet bar from one or two crickets sounding off in the distance. Fedalas seemed to be sitting still with his palms flat on the floor and just..stared at Talia. He was clearly no longer in control of his own mind nor his body. Though Fedalas's body did not move something was stirring. He watched Talias eyes flare up as he hands were being entangled by purple vines. This new virus, spirit perhaps that over took Fedalas granted him supernatural abilities. He was able to transfer some of his blood into the vines and then control them, like possessing things and using it to his advantage. The minute her hands and feet were immobilized Fedalas rose to his feet and patted down his clothes and took his time, taunting her. Strolling over to Talias front and knelt down You look tasty.. He whispered as darkness echoed deep inside of him. Abruptly he licked across her face and chuckle as he eyed her up and down. He was aware of her pet and it would have been easier to kill it but he simply took control of it. Purple blood coursed through it's veins as it bowed to his will. He hunkered down and slipped the knife out of her entangled hands and gently pressed it against her chest. A grin took to his face as he cut through her shirt. Oops.. He teased as he taunts her. The vine moved her arms to her sides and pulled her legs flat against the ground, she was now his puppet and she'll dance to his every move. He paced back and forth in front of her as he taunted her What to do with my new toys..owh the world is so sweet this night..all mine...
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Talia tried to struggle against the vines, but they are to strong. She's cursing herself mentally that she should have fled when he was still feverish. Now heartbeat and breathing is really racing. She shivered when he licked and looked over her lean body. She heard Vele whimper and yelp when he took control of the dragonhawk's body. If it's one thing Talia hates it's hearing her pet in pain. With her shirt cut off her pale breast bindings come into sight. Fedalas...this isn't you...It's the poison in your body, Talia tries to reason with him, guessing how this will progress since he has her legs spread like that.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Fedalas raised his hands slightly as a thick load of vines gathered into the form of a big chair, he had made himself a throne out of vines which he manipulated with his own blood. He crossed his legs and sat and watched the fear engulf her. Fedalas? doesn't ring a bell... He tapped his index finger against his cheek, taunting her with every word Owh the weak human which resides within me?..owh no he won't be around for sometime. Why? Don't you want to play with me? Anger filled his eyes as vines began to creep up on her. Legs spread, a single vine forced itself up against her tight trousers, the rubbing and moisture from the warmth of her pussy being rubbed began to dampen her trousers making them transparent. Fedalas was amused at the sight of her whimpering to the vines touch. It continued to rub and wiggle in between the thick moist lips through her trousers. He seemed to be controlling the vines with his eyes as they moved up in his head her hands rose and came together above her head, jiggling her supple breast gently. Slowly like two smooth arms, two vines ran along the bottom of her breast as they rested onto the vines. Slowly the vines coiled around her breasts and teased her nipples as the tips of the vines flicked off against them. She was helpless, she was his toy. More and more vines seemed to appeared, endless they were simply his army of minions. Two thick vines with a sticky surface latched onto her legs and began tucking, attempting to tear her trousers from her soft flesh. Fedalas sat on amused as his cock rose. He commanded the vine rubbing against her pussy to slap against it, bouncing off her covered clit. This..is going to be so fun..He murmured.
Thread: Loving the Enemy. (Fedalas and Rosita Red)

Talia tried to move again. She can barely wiggle never mind attempt to get free. Fedalas stop this madness! This isn't you, she cried out. She's whimpering alright but not in pleasure. Never had she been treated like this by a man. Vele whimpered as well, sensing his companions' fear. Talia whimpered again as the vines slid under her breasts. Although her mind rails against her body responds to the attention. Her breath stopped in his chest when she caught sight of his rising cock.