A/N: REDONE! I HOPE IT'S BETTER THAN LAST TIME AND I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY IT!

Story takes place around the WOTLK time, not yet cataclysm..

-Ashley

SUMMARY: She was the daughter of Silvermoon's leader, and a gifted hunter. She was content with her life but felt like something was missing. When news of her best friend since childhood's death reaches her will she allow her angst and sadness convince her to risk her life, and with the mysterious stranger she meets on her way to get her revenge change how she feels? Read on!

Chapter 1: Zaramoon

She was a young elf of only twenty. Despite her tiny frame, and shy demeanor she was deadly and soon to be one of Silvermoon's greatest protectors. Her story begins here..

The sounds of Eversong woods were all around them. Silently Zaramoon knelt in a large leafy bush, drew an arrow from her quiver and nocked it. Cloud, her faithful spirit beast stood as still as death waiting to attack. He let out a low throaty growl from his blue glowing mouth, clearly knowing that the mindless scourge before them would not hear it. The tip of Zaramoon's arrow began to glow with a slight pink light as she perfected her aim. With a smirk she released the tightly drawn bow string, sending a piercing arcane shot towards the abomination. Almost instantly it hit it's target with a loud 'THWAK' sound. "Uh..oh.." He said looking down at the arrow now protruding out of his chest, before he fell to the ground in a heap of dust, and old bones. "I can honestly say that I expected more from this big bastard." Zaramoon spat. She was sick of her father putting her on the "Safe" missions. Sometimes being the daughter of the leader of an entire race wasn't as great as most people would think. "Kay Cloud, lets head back." She sighed turning on her heels, and heading back to Silvermoon. Luckily they were only a couple of hours from the gates. They would be home before dinner.

She made her way through the large golden gates of Silvermoon City. The guards nodded in respect as she walked by. She always got the royal treatment when she actually returned home. She continued towards the eight bedroom palace that she called home. She was actually pretty tired from the trip back. She finally reached the palace on the outskirts of the city. The elegant halls of the palace sparkled as she mad her way to the washroom. The velvet carpeting on the winding staircase felt great on her bare feet. "Welcome home princess." One of the maids smiled sweetly as she greeted her. Zaramoon smiled back as best as she could. She hated when people referred to her as 'Princess' instead of using her actual name. "Shall I prepare a bath for you?" Zaramoon nodded slightly, and headed to her room to get her robe. She loved being outside but she had to admit it was going to be nice to sleep in her soft bed tonight. Cloud purred loudly, and plopped lazily on the large fluffy bed he had in the corner of her room. She laughed "Tired?" Cloud nodded in response. She got her fluffy Lynx fur robe out of the huge walk in closet, and continued to the east wing's washroom. The large multi jet tub was filled with steaming water, and delicate bubbles. She smiled, and sunk in to her shoulders. She powerful jets went to work on her over used muscles. She pulled her long blonde hair back in a high pony tail, closed her eyes, and laid back. This was her favorite part of being home.

When she was done, and finally made it to her bedroom, it was nearly eleven at night. Cloud was lounging comfortably in his bed as she left him, his eyes half mast. "Well I'm glad to see he's enjoying himself." She thought to herself. She pulled back the fluffy down comforter, and her silk sheets before climbing into her king sized bed. As comfortable as she was she still missed camping outside with Cloud. Or being in her small make shift apartment she had crafted in a cave on the border of the Ghostlands and Eversong Woods. Cloud was less enthusiastic about sleeping in the wild as she was. Palace life had spoiled him since she tamed him years ago. Cloud yawned audibly as she shut her bedside lamp off. "Good night." she said quietly before falling into a deep sleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.

The next morning...

The next morning she woke up to the sounds of an argument outside of her room. It was noon, she barely ever got to sleep in. "I wonder whats going on." She thought out loud as she stretched. She laughed when she looked over at Cloud, who had a mountain of meats in front of him. He purred loudly. "You spoiled kitty. Is that your lunch?" She asked giggling. Cloud mewed at her happily before continuing to eat. She grabbed her silk robes before leaving her room to see what all the commotion was about. There were several guards talking loudly in the hallway. "I hear that there is a big meeting going on in the master's office." One of them said lazily leaning against the wall. "Yeah he is sending more blood knights to Icecrown today...The last group failed miserably." Another one added. "And what of Malveillant?" Zaramoon blurted loudly about her childhood friend who went on to be the one of the blood knight commanders. "I'm sorry princess, but I haven't heard any specifics." The first one to talk replied. She scowled at them, and stormed off towards her father's office.

"Where is Malveillant?" She demanded barging into the large conference room. "Zaramoon we are in the middle of a very important meeting. Not to mention that you're walking around in your night clothes. We will talk about this after." He responded. "No I want answers, and I want them now!" She yelled stomping her foot in aggravation. "I'm sorry but your friend's body was never found. His whole team was found dead so I can only assume that he met the same fait." She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. "No.." She said shakily. "He died protecting his fellow blood knights. A hero's death." Lor'themar Theron said sadly watching his daughter begin to sob. "I'm going to the Citidel." She said trying to hold back the tears. "What? Are you mad? I won't allow such foolishness." He yelled slamming his fist down hard on the meeting table. "Oh I'm going. Now the question is, are you going to give me back up? Or send me to my death as well?" She said defiantly. "We'll see who goes where little one." He said angrily before motioning for her to leave. "You've just made a big mistake father." Zaramoon said with anger lining her voice, before once again storming off. He shook his head. "Stubborn girl.."