This is honestly an excuse for me to get past my writers block. I have yet to introduce this character, because her story is lying somewhere in my room. Annnnyway, this will take place at various time frames, being as her story takes place before the Lich King fell, but there will be drabbles in here that take place after or way before his time.
Ashens nudged her rossbow further away from her with the tow of her leather boot. She really detested the bright orange crossbow. Call her shallow, but she simply didn't like it.
It just wasn't pretty,pretty.
She flopped onto her back and heaved a sigh. She preferred bows and wanted something that glowed like Loque'nahak! Took her a damned month to tame that cat.
And he was indeed pretty, pretty.
So her bow should match his beauty. Maybe she'll just burn the damned crossbow and blame it on the Horde.
Yeah sounds like a plan.