~Present~
The serpent hissed as she slithered towards the female figure rapidly, her claws reaching out towards the Huntresses black leather shoulders. Swiftly as she seemed the feminine figure leaped out of the reach of the serpent as she drew her bow back and let loose an arrow that flew like a hawk. Screeching as the serpent easily missed the arrow, her eyes were cat-like and yellow; they were full of anger and revenge towards the black leathered figure. The serpent had the top part of an elegant woman; her skin was smooth and lightly paled. Her hair looked as if it was made of snakes, green and slithery tough hide coursed her lower half as parts of the reptile skin was covered with a Magus blue robe. Her voice echoed the throne room as she glared up towards the female figure resting on a ledge above the hallway, "How long can you run from me little girl. I will consume you like I had done your daughter!" Laughter came from the serpent woman as she touched her lips remembering the taste of the small child.
A frown painted across the Huntresses face as if the comment from the serpent moved her some. Aiming her bow careful while watching the movement of the slippery snake, moving the bow slightly left seeing it would miss her she released the arrow as it cut the air around it. The serpent watched as the arrow came at her, moving from the fatal blow she mocked the Huntresses aim before looking behind her to see what the female figure had shot at. Her eyes got large as the statue of the twin lions crashed down onto her, the Huntress didn't aim for her like she had thought; she aimed for the lions. Hissing as she attempted to slither away from the falling stone models of Stormwind's Twin Lions.
The Twin Lions caught the serpent woman as she snarled and hissed towards the black leathered woman. Putting her bow down as she sat onto the ledge kicking her feet freely, she had enjoyed seeing the serpent struggle to get out from under the heavy stone.
"It hurts doesn't it?" The Huntress says softly towards the serpent.
"Wait until I free myself from here Fang Whiteclaw!" Hissing back at the Huntress.
"Hollow threats are just a waste of breath." Drawing her bow back some before aiming it towards the serpents left shoulder, "I think I'll let you suffer like I have, you took everything from me and left me in this world alone. Do not think I will give you a quick death." Releasing the strings of her bow as the arrow flew effortlessly towards its assigned target, striking the serpent in the shoulder as she let loose a screeching cry of pain.
I wasn't always called Fang Whiteclaw; it was a false name for a hollow Huntress. I wasn't always like this either; I had been a peaceful Elven woman before I met him. I cannot say I lived a joyful life being with my father, Kur'Talos Ravencrest. Yes; that Kur'Talos. I am well over a normal Night Elves age being in this world now without the power from what we called the Well of Eternity. I guess my story would happen to go back a good 10,000 years before where I stand now. Believe it or not, the serpent below me is; or was the Night Elf Queen Azshara. Guess I could tell you how my life went from a palace maid to a revengeful archer, but I cannot promise it is all what you may think. Even if I was given the chance to change the past and start a new future, I wouldn't change a thing. Even if I had the choice; I do not regret falling in love with the bandit even if the sorrow at the end was unbearable…