This is just a draft I guess I would call it? I'm just trying out writing stories a bit, so feel free to be critical. Other than that, hope you enjoy!
*Poke*
Once again, he was assaulting her relentlessly. Whether it was belly, backside, shoulder, arm, cheeks, nose, she could never do something to get back to him, though most of the time she didn't care all that much. It was a bit annoying, a simple prank, but it still could bring a smile to her face, so she let it pass most of the time.
*Poke*
He poked her once in a while, patting her on the head as well when they were meeting, just a friendly greeting when she appeared in any of her animal forms, he knew she didn't like being treated as a pet, and it was all the more reasons to do it. They had been friends for a while now, and she knew he enjoyed teasing and leading others to their limits. Oh well, she could endure it, and that's why he always had been teasing her the most.
*Poke*
He continued his small attacks on her throughout their adventuring, it was his way of passing time. As he turned and poked her blindly again, he felt a different sensation, a lot softer than what he expected, a lot fleshier than what he was used to. He looked back with a curious look, only to see her face reddened with embarrassment, and his finger digging into her bosom. He didn't even think of removing his finger from the surprise, even as he saw her eyes changing into 2 yellow orbs of murderous intent.
*Pat*
She was standing near his bed, patting his head a lot more violently than she should, her last warning for his childish actions. He thought to himself, even though druids are supposed to have the most peaceful nature in Azeroth, they could still rip you to shred when angered, to his despair. "Lesson learned", he muttered.