Ashenvale:
The moist air of orgrimmar disgusted Sylvanas keeping her mind occupied while she was waiting for Nathanos. There were several things she had to prepare before the expedition to Teldrassil. Sylvanas began creating a strategy if she will encounter the little cub in her voyage. What would be the best way to engage him. Can she use the Azerith in a mass destruction way? The thought of raising all the corpses that would die from it made her happy.
"My queen" a voice interrupted her train of thoughts. Nathanos stood by the door entrance. "Status report" the Queen demanded. "We have secured the way to Teldrassil, with no obstacles." Nathanos replied with a dead cold voice.
"Very well, are we set to the voyage?" The Banshee Queen said with a strict voice.
Nathanos nodded "After you my Queen."
Sylvanas gave an order to one of her subordinate an order to keep Undercity in check while she's gone, so there won't be any incident of rebellions while she's gone.
Nathanos accompanied by two Undead rangers which he trained himself accompanied Sylvanas the way from Orgrimmar. The voyage was pleasant to Sylvanas, the Banshee Queen did not have much quiet, since she became War Chief. Whenever she wasn't worried for the horde, her children felt neglected and that occupied her time with worries, and if it wasn't her Undeads, she had searched for more ways to improve her control over the Val'kyr. Now she had time to try and enjoy peace and quiet, accompanied by people she doesn't hate. Nathanos rode closely to Sylvanas, "My Queen, what do you plan to do with Gallywix?"
"Gallywix will farm the Azerith for the Horde, and we will pay him for now. Did you establish campsites already around Darkshore?"
"We zoned out the control of the Night elves, Sourfang is currently on a mission to block the northern side of Darkshore"
The smell of smoke evoked Sylvanas's curiosity. "What happened here?" she demanded to know. "Nothing special my Queen, we found a campsite occupied by humans and Night elves, we killed them all."
Sylvanas smiled with delight, when rustling noise alarmed her.
The Banshee Queen signaled Nathanos to go check it with one of her rangers.
As Nathanos and her ranger began walking to the origin of the sound Sylvanas immediately suspected for the old trick, as she turned to the other direction, an arrow almost pierced her, but she dodged it. The chase had begun, it was a night elf which tried to blend in with the surrounding, but that was not enough to fool the Banshee Queen. Capturing her was a child's game. Sylvanas dragged her to the nearby campsite, she was intrigued by her act.
"Let me kill her!" Nathanos implored Sylvanas. "With time… hold on just a moment"
She looked at the night elf who were almost dead. The whole campsite was a disaster. Everything was torn to shreds or burned to ashes, the smell of death lurked everywhere. The night elf kept glancing in a certain direction which rose sylvanas's suspicious for the cause.
"Nathanos finish her" The Banshee Queen ordered.
Sylvanas began walking to the tent that reeked of death. A pile of corpses and on top of them a human child, holding a wooden sword and eyes filled with despair, anger and hatred, yet there was no fear.