Hello, everyone! Welcome to part two of my little snippet collection!...wow I say snippet a lot. _;;; Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed the first part, and that you enjoy this one as well!

World of Warcraft is a product of Blizzard, and I do not own any part of it aside from Astyra, Faevel, Maeveris, and Crazlook. [Though, in all technicalities, I don't own them either. ^-^;;] Anything recognizable is more than likely also owned by Blizzard. I own nothing, and don't make any form of profit off of my creations.

Astyra sighed for what seemed like the millionth time as she plopped down in an non elf-like fashion in the Temple of Earth, leaning against the cold, sturdy stone wall. Luna lay down beside her master, the energy radiating off of her spectral body making Astyra's skin tingle. The female Night Elf lazily placed her hand atop the spirit saber's shockingly white head and scratched lightly, tiredly remembering how it felt to rub the same spot, but to have her skin met with the soft texture of fur.

A lot had happened since her departure from Darnassus a few years ago, though it seemed like only yesterday she was speaking to the hippogryph master to catch a ride to Darkshore, where she had been called to.

She'd fought against many an enemy, Horde included, and taken many a life. She'd played a part in eliminating Kael'Thas Sunstrider, Illidan and several demons from Azeroth and the Outlands. She had lent her bow to the Alliance when Arthas began unleashing the Scourge upon the world, threatening to end all life as she knew it. She'd assisted the various Dragonflights with their troubles, and had ridden a red dragonflight member into battle against Malygos himself.

But there was nothing quite like fighting against hostile elements.

She had been summoned to Deepholm a couple of days ago, though it had seemed to her that she had been there for weeks, and it was pure chaos. There were so many people that needed her assistance, as well as aid from other heroes from both factions, that she hadn't known where to begin at first. She had began with aiding in the search for a lost gunship that had been carrying a fragment of the World Pillar. She had no problem finding the wreck, but much to her dismay, it was surrounded by hostile elements that she had never really fought against.

She pat Luna's head absentmindedly and began to rake her fingernails through the spectral fur, frowning slightly as she once again remembered feeling fur instead of prickly energy when doing this same action two months ago. The lump began to form in her throat again as she unwillingly started to think back to how Luna came to be this way, the heat from the fires of Mount Hyjal still fresh in her memory as she charged forward to distract a Twilight Cultist from attacking her friend Faevel...

"Don't ya be stahtin' dat again." A deep, heavily accented and familiar voice interrupted her thoughts, her long, elvish ears twitching at the sound. Her eyes shot open, glowing white orbs meeting with muddied red ones. "Ah know what ya be tinkin' about, and it not good fo' ya."

Not caring that any resting Alliance heroes or Earthen Ring members would see, she leapt to her feet and threw her arms around the muscular neck of the troll, burying her face into his shoulder.

"By Elune, it's you!" She nearly shouted into him, hugging him tightly and shivering as he returned the embrace.

"Ya, who else it be, mon?" The troll chuckled and nuzzled his head against the elf's, careful not to scrape her with his tusks. "Ya be workin' wit de Earthen Ring. O' course ya be seein' meh around!" Astyra didn't reply, settling for hugging the troll tighter as Luna got to her feet and began to pur, seemingly trying to knock the two over as she rubbed happily against their legs.

It had been two months since she had last seen Crazlook. He had shown up briefly in Hyjal to help the Druids in dealing with some angry fire elementals, and had traveled with Astyra and Faevel. "Tah keep ya young ladies outta trouble." he had said, smiling mischeviously at the two women and winking. As stubborn as she was, Astyra had to admit that having a Shaman around was quite handy at times, even if the druids had given the trio strange looks.

"I just..I didn't.." she stuttered, at a loss for words. She really hadn't expected to see him there. Despite the Earthen Ring being comprised of both Horde and Alliance, Deepholm was the last place she thought she would see him. "It's been a long time." She finally said, smiling up at him. The troll grinned a toothy grin at her, a mischevious twinkle in his eyes.

"Dat it has." And with that, he leaned down and captured her pale lilac lips in a deep kiss.

Her heart leapt to her throat and her face flushed, the depressing and morbid memories from earlier quickly retreating from her thoughts and replaced with sudden reminders of the tasks she still had laid before her, ones that she should have already been starting on. She had told the Tauren shaman she would only rest for a moment...

"I have to...I told Koromo...have to find..speak to.." She tried to form together a solid sentence, but Crazlook wouldn't have it. Everytime she tried to open her mouth, he closed the relatively short distance between the two with a kiss.

It was quite obvious the woman was stressed. Crazlook had noticed how her face and arms were riddled with small cuts, a couple of large bruises starting to form where an elemental might have momentarily gotten the upper hand and grabbed her from the look of things. She felt tense all over, despite being temporarily safe in the Temple, and has he slowly snaked his arms around her waist, he detected a few knots in her back.

Crazlook wasn't much of a healer, but he knew how to make her feel as right as rain.

"Don't ya be worryin' about dat." He he mumbled, leaning his head down to carefully plant a kiss on her neck. "Koromo be takin' care ah tings. I don't know when ah be seein' ya again, so I tink I'm gonna take advantage of dat." He grinned at that, placing a kiss strategically under her earlobe. The sharp intake of breath and the elf tensing underneath him was his reward, and it made more than just his smile grow.

"For now, ya be mine."

Alright, there ya have it! Part two! I already have two others sitting saved in my Documents folder on the computer, but I still have to go through and edit them and maybe make a couple of changes here and there, so it might be a bit before they're put out.

Also, the whole Luna being a Spirit Beast was an idea I have toyed with since I started collecting spirit beasts once in-game Astyra reached...I think it's level 76...? and was of level to tame Arcturis. I had always wondered how having a spirit beast played out, and well, once I got a good look at Ankha, Magria and Gondria compared to the other sabers...that just kind of clicked. Don't worry, I'll eventually put out a couple of snippets, or in the event of a full fledged chapter fic surfacing, chapters that focus solely on Astyra and Luna and what exactly happened in Hyjal. All I know is it's going to suck to write...Anyway, enough ramblings from me! Review! :D