Drasila ever since she taught herself how to hold a dagger knew that when she saw horde, her mission was to kill them. She never had a problem with this. After battling her way through just about everything, she thought she could handle just about anything…
Drasila being as high in intelligence she was, she knew to always keep in her cat form when around danger. Never to let anything get in the way, a rustle of leaves echoed in her long, purple, creamy elf ears, after mangling a murloc she began searching for the sound she heard. Locating the sound she was ready to pounce, until she realized what she saw. She put her hand upon the body and closed her eyes.
"Is thee alive or art thy beating of the heart silent from a spirit past?"
She was unconsciously unaware that she was not in cat form anymore and made herself very vulnerable. She has never seen such a creature in her life. His ears were like hers but much shorter and his tan creamy like complexion was unreal to see in her eyes but only in a human.
"Are you human? No, ears indicated elfism, complexion human…what..."
"Ahh!" the body sprang to life and Drasila took hold of her dagger.
She sprang to her feet and half way about to fall off a cliff, the creature took hold of her arm and pulled her to safety. She looked at him, she was much taller than him, but her race was always. His eyes were glowing like hers but his a bright lime green, and hers light blue. His hair was long and black. No facial hair. Smile very, hypnotizing…
"Whe...where am i?"
Drasila was startled at the voice of the creature...she understood him…is he alliance?
"I'm not sure as though where I am. Never have I wondered so far where I shouldn't be…i've never seen…a creature like you"
"I'm not a creature i'm a blood elf, and I have not seen a creature as such as yourself. Nor may I say this place."
"My race is night elf. And do you have a title?"
The blood elf looked with curiosity at Drasila, and rubbed his temples.
"You mean my name?"
She went along and nodded.
"Ah yes, my name, or 'title' so to speak, is Lector."
Lector took in a deep breath and whistled. After, a green flying serpent like animal appeared. The serpent looked at Drasila and trusted her.
"Hmm. He never does that…"
"What?" Drasila looked at him.
"Trust, anyone, but me…not even my mother."
Drasila looked at the waterfall flowing down the cliff she almost fell off of, she brought herself up. All she knew that alliance and horde were enemies. And she taught herself how to fight. She taught herself everything she knew. She had a race. But no class.
"So what is your name? Or title?"
Drasila wiped the tears from her eyes. "Drasila"
Lector looked up and paused "that's a beautiful name. Are you alliance or horde?"
"Alliance, but I never really acquitted myself to it, to I..."
Lector stopped her, "What do you mean, don't you hear anything? ...oh man I can't be seen with you..."
Drasila looked at lector "what?"
"Drasila come on we got to get somewhere safe…"