Thread: A purity long lost... [Himeko x ForeverMischievous]

As Arch continued its meal, it kept a close eye on the Blood Elf, its eyes narrowing slightly, as the girl started wandering around, finding different things. It cut its meal short, and started following her. Its head tilt from side to side, but as soon as the woman started drawing her circle, its eyes shot wide open, and it chirped desperately. It started waving its wings manicly, and set into the air, starting to fly in circles above the Blood Elf's position. Several times it tried to disrupt what she was doing, clearly greatly disaproving. And as soon as she finished the circle, it screeched loudly, and with anger bleeding from its neck, before it set off out of the room. It quickly found the escape route, and started searching for a way out. If it required more strength then the poor Hawk possessed to get all the way out, it started flailing around in the hideout. It was angry. Afraid. Desperate. And as soon as the Blood Elf finished, it wouldn't let her come near it. And should she try, it would strike out at her, with its sharp fangs and beak. And should she let it out, it would storm outside, and set off high into the sky, where she wouldn't be able to see it. It would remain, as it'd been ordered by its Mistress, but it made a giant distance between it, and the Summoner. Anelia made a violent tick, as she saw what Arch did, before hissing angrily. But she said nothing, only listened to the Draenei, with a shake of her head. Still, she remained silent. She was burning to hiss at them. To tell them how foolish they both where, to risk this heavily. There was no chance, that this demon would actually release her pets, once she was lose. And they had no idea, how powerful this being would be. It could be the next Archimonde, here to destroy Azeroth. And of course nothing 'bad' had happened yet. It needed it's obedient, foolish and blind pet, to do her filthy bidding. Anelia wanted nothing more to do with this. She wanted her gold, and then she'd be out. This.. Was no longer worth defending. As Yusira had left her home, and found a hiding spot, Anelia left the shadows, with a narrowed gaze. 'Taught' how to harness it? The most... Powerful being ever. Have you heard of this man? Ner'zhule? He was a.. Most, powerful Shaman, and turned into a Warlock. Powerful, as none other. He! Was tricked by a Demon, Archimonde. And he lead the Demons to this world, and damn near destroyed it! What in the world, do you think'll happen, once the Demon is set free? Did you know, that is what your beloved seeks to do? Demons.. Doesn't give life. They take it. I will bring you home, and then I'll find out what that Demon wants. And I will guard this, with my life, and make sure your beloved, will never! Get i... She was interrupted, as she heard voices, her ears peaking, as she looked into the trees. Shar also gazed the same way with a low growl. Anelia quickly moved her body down on the large Tiger, as an arrow passed over her. Erh.. Your family really don't want you to leave again, Yusira... She sneered, leading Shar over to Yusira, only to quickly grab her, and pull her up on the Cat, setting them off in a sprint towards the hideout. Hold on tight to his fur, this is going to be b.. Ergh.. She was interrupted by a groan, followed by a second one. Her eyes closed, and her head leaned down to rest on Yusira's shoulder. Her arms then slowly clenched around Yusira's waist, holding her in a tight embrace, as she went silent. You.. Know the way. Shar.. She mumbled silently. Should Yusira try to look back and see what'd happened, she wouldn't be able to see anything else, then the Night Elf, resting against her back. As soon as they arrived at the hideout again, Shar whimpered, and tried to look behind it. Anelia slowly rose her head, smiling weakly as she saw where they where, before slowly starting to slide to the side. She dropped to the ground next to Shar, who imidiately turned around, to look upon his Mistress. If Yusira wasn't holding on tight to his fur then, she would've surely been thrown off his back. Anelia lay silent on the ground, two arrows stuck in her back, one by her waist, jut above her leather loincloth, and on just bellow her right shoulder. She was lifeless and silent, but her heart was still pumping weakly, and her breath still silently there.