I think I should change my name. How does: "Tiponi Ruins-Everything" sound?

The tribe has relocated to a small farm in the Barrens. It's near a major road to the Crossroads and seems to get a lot of passersby. I had just returned from hunting Planstriders when I met Kuna and Raini talking with an elf. The Sin'dorei seemed dreadfully confused and both Raini and Kuna seemed to delight in confusing her more so. The elf, who introduced herself as Feladorina, was seeking some Illustrious Rahahaha who apparently mates with sheep. She said she wanted to become a Tauren. At first I took her to mean that she sought acceptance as part of the Shu'halo society, but no. She wanted to be transformed into a Tauren so as to better learn of our ways. I tried to assure her that there were easier ways to learn a culture but she would not be swayed.

She also believed that both Kuna and Raini were actually cats. Talking cats with horns, and it wasn't until they revealed themselves that she believed me... She gave them a substance, a herb called catnip which supposed sends their pet felines in Silvermoon into an affectionate frenzy. I didn't think it would work on druids, but apparently there is enough "cat" in them to do to. Raini and Kuna were behaving poorly in front of an outsider and I tried to chide them for it, but they seemed to be blissfully overcome by the herb. I thought Lyra might like to try some...

We were joined by another, a bull who travelled far collecting exotic animals, and then a troll who was somewhat familiar to me. Zandzoa Is Jang'thaze's son. He approached the Elder's tent a few suns ago to speak with the Chieftain. He is the new leader of the War Tribe and sought to establish diplomatic relations with the Stormtotem, but the Chief dismissed him outright based on his young age... I had only just started conversing with the young troll when Felgar arrived. As I mentioned, the road sees many travellers. Zandzoa mentioned that he had seen Felgar with Dyrim the other night, and offhandedly I remarked that she was his mate. Felgar over-reacted at that. He got angry and verbally reprimanded me for giving out his private information. I didn't realise their relationship was a secret... Is Felgar ashamed, or merely hiding something? He left shortly after that... I can't make up my mind about him. On the one hand he is my kin, and seems to act out of a, perhaps somewhat misguided sense of honour... on the other hand he seems to be constantly raging and keeping himself separate from the rest of us. Perhaps he wishes to be the Chieftain of his own tribe? I will not jump to conclusions. I did that before, and look where it ended me... No. I shall not make my mind up about Felgar yet, for next time he does lose my confidence, it will be the end of it.

The Chieftain and Pokawah arrived a little later while I was roasting my plainstrider meat on the cookfires. I think I'm getting better at this whole cooking thing. The meat actually managed to stay together when I passed it around, and it was only mostly blackened. As An'she dipped behind the hills we settled into conversation. Besti left for a bit, as did Raini and Poka, but Roak and Lyra arrived. I remember the gift that the elf had given me for Lyra and decided not to wait to give it to her.

To say I didn't expect such a reaction is a gross understatement. Lyra went nuts! She started nuzzling me and purring at me, which was all well and good, but it affected Roak too! Roak started nuzzling me! I think I might have frozen in shock. And he was purring! A grown bull, purring. Well at first I thought it was rather funny, and the nuzzling was very ticklish. So I laughed it off, but things started to take a turn for the worse. Roak and Lyra wouldn't stop, they were quiet persistent. I think perhaps some of the catnip residue was left on me? At one point I had Roak on top of me as I was crushed to the ground, with Lyra and Roak holding down my arms. I struggled and giggled at their tickling at first, but I couldn't get rid of them. I asked the others for help but the elf only laughed at me. I began to panic, Roak had a glazed look in his eyes, like he wasn't even conscious of his actions! I struggled with all my might, even kicking at Lyra at once stage to get rid of them. The elf's laugher echoed loudly. The troll realised that I was in trouble, he tried to pull me out but ended up getting crushed between myself and Roak. The other bull, Hrukahs fetched a bucket of water to throw at us. It might have washed some of the herb scent away, but it didn't seem to deter either of them. Roak was crushing me and I was unable to break free. I ended up screaming, and then Felgar was there.

I'm not sure when he'd come back, but I know what it must have looked like. Roak was on top of me, Lyra holding me down while I screamed for help... He charged right in and sent Lyra and Roak flying away with his axe blow. My world shuddered to a halt for a moment as my brain struggled to catch up with what had happened. I ran to see Roak and Lyra. They were both pretty badly injured, but not dead. It seems that even in his fury Felgar managed a little restraint, and he struck not with the edge of his axe, but the side. I then realised that Felgar was inches away from killing Zandzoa. I begged him to stop, trying to convince him that it was a misunderstanding. Raini and the Chief had returned at some point, and Besti seemed to be able to calm Felgar...

What happened next seems a little hazy in my mind. Felgar went to speak with his troll mate, Twilight, while the others tended to Roak and Lyra and I tried to explain what had transpired. Roak was in a worse condition than Lyra and needed Felgar's healing touch to restore his consciousness. I have never been more grateful for anything in my life. For a moment, I thought like I might have caused the deaths of my two best friends. Felgar shouted at the elf, blaming her kind's obsession with addiction for what had happened. He nearly had a confrontation with Hrukahs too, but Raini put a stop to that.

Roak sleeps beside me now, with Lyra curled up against him. He will be well again, given time to properly heal. I cannot express into words how dreadfully sorry I am that this happened. I always seems to ruin everything. The Chief came in to tell me he wasn't mad at me for my actions, but I am. I'm disgusted with myself...

Maybe I should go away... I cannot bear the thought of hurting my friends again.