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Kalvor turned the key in the lock and followed the willowy sentinel from the small cottage. He resisted the urge to glance back at the building and thoughts of what was waiting there. He hadn't been expecting it and that was for certain. Oh he knew that they sparked off each other but he had thought it was the frisson of danger talking, a reaction to the forced alliance. The idea that she may desire him was, he stopped the chuckle before he could voice it, ludicrous and yet she had reached for him. Though he had to be honest, it wasn't just her. From the moment she had faced him down over the conjured food, he had been struck by her beauty and strength. Always a fool for beautiful women, he had just switched to his usual manner, almost forgetting that she was the enemy. And then she had nearly killed herself reaching for the debris. He had felt anxious, unwilling to let her drop into the flood, he rationalised that he didn't want to lose his only hope of survival, but he had to admit that he had felt good when she had hugged him. That spontaneous act of relief had sharpened his sense of her. He remembered those arms about his neck and that supple figure pressed against him and it might have been then that the flirtation became more serious. That night she had surprised him with her concern and despite his worry about her trustworthiness, they had shared a blanket. It had taken a lot of self control to remain still with her pressed against him. Whether she knew it or not, Leanadas had gained his interest and though it were crazy, he wanted her. Until a few moments ago, he had not thought that she had felt the same. His mind drifted back to the almost kiss; her hair twined through his fingers had been damp and smelling of flowers yet he wanted her. He slightly shook his head, trying to dismiss the thoughts that threatened to drown him. She had offered to stay with him and he didn't know why. Was she lying to him?
"I hardly expected you to settle down," He raised his head as the woman beside him spoke, dragging him from his thoughts. Surrounding a heart shaped face, long green curls tumbled to shoulders of palest blue. Supple leather armour fitted snugly onto her toned frame and a bow was slung easily across her back. "you don't know who I am do you?" The question was mild, yet Kalvor could sense a tension behind her words and he wondered if she were an old lover. She was familiar, he had to admit that and it would make sense if she were; she was just about his type, supple and willowy, yet he always remembered his lovers.
"No I don't I'm sorry," He settled for politeness and a hint of regret as he smiled dutifully at his guide.
"Thought not," The woman led him past a kiln and through the forge. "I'm Elissa, I met you several months ago, you were.." She blushed, the reddening of her cheeks strangely off putting against the blue of her skin. "quite flirtatious with me,"
"I'm sorry but, I can't recall you." He was desperately trying to remember; the woman's face nagged at him, yet he knew he had never laid a finger on her.
"Don't worry about it," She smiled, yet the light did not quite meet her eyes, "I remember you being somewhat of a flirt and not one to..." She stammered over the words. "fall in love,"
"It was sudden," Kalvor answered, feeling a twinge of unease caress the back of his neck, there was something about this hunter that unnerved him. Beyond his inability to place her, her questions were uncomfortably intimate and friendly, as though she were an old friend. "Where exactly is this meeting," he didn't mean to be so abrupt, but he didn't want her familiarity,
"Through here," She indicated the town hall showing no signs that she had heard the waspish note to his voice. Kalvor nodded and followed her up the wooden ramp and into the cool dim interior. A couple of Night Elves nodded as they walked past, yet no one spoke. The air was calm and quiet and Kalvor relished the familiar peace. "They're in the end room," Elissa announced with a bright smile.
"Thank you," He watched as she turned to leave. "aren't you staying?"
"Oh no, I have no place in such a meeting. I'm just the messenger." With another bright smile that set his teeth on edge, Kalvor watched her turn on her heel and head back into the sunshine. "Enjoy the meeting," Her voice drifted back as she stepped away from the town hall and strode off across the grass. Kalvor watched her go, a strange relief settling over his mind as he eventually took the last few steps towards the heavy door at the back. Raising his hand to the heavy wood, he knocked. Before the echoes of the knock had died, a voice beckoned him within.
"Ahh welcome Kalvor," A night elf female stood up from the head of the table and Kalvor remembered that it was Raene Wolfrunner. A quick glance around the table revealed several ranking members of the Alliance and his curiosity grew. "As soon as I heard you were here, I had to bring you in on this," She indicated the empty chair and Kalvor sat and raised an eyebrow.
"What's going on?"
One of the humans got to his feet and unfurled a large map of Kalimdor on the table. Weighting the parchment down with his belt knife, he glanced about the table and proceeded to speak.
"As you are aware, the Alliance have been attempting to gain a foothold within the Barrens, both Northern and Southern, for the past few years." He paused, awaiting an interruption, when there was none, he continued. "Of course there has been a major disruption in the past day,"
"The dragon," Kalvor noted, concern pinging the back of his mind.
"Yes, the dragon." The human beamed as his stared about the table. "With such large scale devastation caused by this creatures flight, it provides us with the perfect opportunity to push into Barrens territory. While the Horde are scattered and confused, we can launch a full scale offensive and seize valuable territory. As the son of two of our most valued warriors and a noted tactician yourself, we require your assistance in formulating the plan."
Kalvor listened to the human, his heart began to sink and a small kernel of derision for the plots of the Alliance began to writhe in his mind. "Is this wise?" He finally asked, glancing about the table with curious eyes. "We have lost significant holdings in the last day, surely it would be foolish to expend our resources on expansion when we should hold onto them and rebuild what we have lost."
"We have considered this ourselves Kalvor," Raene leant forward, her face earnest. "But this is the best time to attack, I fervently believe that the remnants of the Horde bases will start assaulting what remains of our homes..."
"Then why leave them undefended?"
"Because I would rather push the advantage, rather than cower in ruined buildings." Raene retaliated, her voice briskly dismissing his concerns. "But all this is beside the point Kalvor, we have already received the orders to move on, all we need from you is your support."