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Here is the next chapter. A little longer with a little bit of insight into future events. Hope you enjoy.

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Chapter 2

"Luna!"

Gunnar stirs as a yell rouses him.

"Luna! Where are you?"

Gunnar tries to sit up but his arm is weighted down by something light. Looking down, the sight of a small Blood Elf female lying on his arm and holding it brings back memories of the previous night. He tries to slip it out from underneath the girl but she whimpers and holds tighter to his arm.

"Luna, come out. You best now be lost or mother will whip both of us with her bow," comes the voice of a male closer than when Gunnar first heard it.

A rustling in the bushes draws Gunnar's attention. "Over hear," he calls out loud enough for the other person to hear but not so loud as to disturb the elf lying on his arm.

Stepping from the underbrush, a young Sin'Dorei male appears. Gunnar can see a bow and quiver sticking up over one shoulder and twin daggers strapped to his waist.

"Hello Tauren. Have you seen a young girl around here?" the male asks.

Looking closely, Gunnar can see a resemblance in the young man to the female lying on his arm. Remembering what he heard the boy saying earlier, Gunnar called him over.

"Your sister is right here," Gunnar says, nodding towards his side opposite of the male.

Moving around to Gunnar's other side, the young male spies his sister clutching Gunnar's arm.

"Luna," her brother exclaims.

Dropping to his knees beside her, Luna's brother reaches to shake her awake. Before Gunnar can stop him, Luna cries out from his strong grip on her injured shoulder. Jumping up, Luna's brother pulls his bow out and nocks an arrow in the blink of an eye.

"What did you to her Tauren?" he demands as he pulls back the bow string and lines the arrow head with Gunnar's heart.

"I didn't do anything to her other than try to save her life," Gunnar calmly replies as he tries to calm Luna.

"What happened to her then?"

"She was attacked by a lynx and seriously injured," answers Gunnar.

"Where is Kalaa at?" the boy asks.

"Who is Kalaa?" inquires Gunnar.

"Kalaa is Luna's pet lynx."

"The only lynx I saw was the one trying to drag her off. It now lays there," Gunnar points to the corpse of the lynx lying at the base of a tree.

The boy goes over to the body and examines it. "This is Kalaa," he announces. Again he raises his bow, pulling the string back and pointing the arrow at Gunnar. "Why did you kill Luna's pet?"

"As I said before, it was attacking her and I wasn't the one to kill it. She did."

"You lie. Kalaa would never attack Luna. My parents trained Kalaa to protect Luna till she was able to control her own."

Gunnar shakes his head. "Look at the paws of the lynx. They are stained with the blood of your sister."

Not wanting to take his eyes off of Gunnar, the boy takes a glance down at Kalaa's paws. He sees the blood cover paws and he slowly returns the bowstring back to its neutral position. Kneeling beside Kalaa, Luna's brother runs his hands over the body. His fingers find the spot where Kalaa's back was broken from impacting the tree. He also finds where the fur was singed by fire.

"You say Luna killed Kalaa but I can't find any dagger or arrow wounds. All I can find is where Kalaa's back was broken and fur was burnt at. Luna doesn't know how to use fire. She is training to be a ranger like the rest of her family."

"When I found your sister yesterday, the lynx there was just starting to drag her off. Next thing I saw was Kalaa flying through the air, crashing into that tress. I found your sister lying in the middle of that scorched area," Gunnar explains, nodding at the burn area Luna was in.

The Sin'dorei goes over and examines the site. "This wasn't burned by any trap," he says. "Besides, Luna hasn't learned how to set traps."

"It was done by a mage's blast wave spell," Gunnar says.

"Where is the mage that was with you?" The boy asks Gunnar.

"There is no one with me and there was no one else around, just your sister."

"How could a mage spell be used when there is no mage around?"

Gunnar sighs. "Your sister is the mage."

"That can't be. She is training to be ranger like her family. Cleareyes have always been rangers," the boy says. "We have been nothing but rangers."

"I understand what you mean. My family are all warriors where as I am a shaman," Gunnar explains. "Just because being a ranger is tradition in your family doesn't mean everyone will grow up to be that way."

"Our parents are not going to be happy with this. I need to get her home."

The boy kneels down to pick Luna up. She whimpers and grips tighter to Gunnar. He stops trying to pick her up and looks up to Gunnar.

"I don't suppose you would be willing to help me take her home. She doesn't want to let go of you."

"Of course I will help," Gunnar replies. He gently scoops Luna up into his arms and stands up. "Could you gather my belongings for me?"

The young Sin'dorei quickly gathers Gunnar's items up and packs them in a bag and slings the back onto his back. He then walks over to Kalaa and kneels by the body.

"I need to bring Kalaa home as well." The body effortlessly lifts the lynx's body and turns to Gunnar. "Ready?"

"Lead the way."

"Oh by the way my name is Ten'nith," the boy says.

"Gunnar Whitehoof," Gunnar says with a bow of his head. "Pleasure to meet you."

Ten'nith nods and turns in the direction of Silvermoon City and starts off. Gunnar falls in line behind Ten'nith with Luna in his arms.