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Chapter six:
She was going to die. She could feel the blood rushing to her head as a gentle breeze passed by, playing with her long, brownish hair. The feeling of it running through her fur was the only source of comfort right then. It left as quickly and gently as it came, leaving her alone with her fears and her kidnapper who had tied her upside-down to that old tree in the middle of the woods.
It wouldn't be long before things got better. She could hear her hero coming to save her from Lord Von Bloot. Maxxor was calling out to her, but she couldn't answer. She didn't have enough energy to even open her eyes, much less help her strong, brave, drop-dead gorgeous leader in his desperate game of Marco Polo but it didn't matter because he would find her and save her and carry her back to their campout in his muscular arms.
Unfortunately, things didn't go the way she planned, but everything worked out in the end, just like they did with the M'arrillian Invasion. She wasn't sure what she did while she was under their control, but she knew that Maxxor and Chaor had put their differences aside long enough to defeat that monster, Aa'une, and save all of Perim.
When Maxxor returned to Kiru City in his golden armor, Intress could have sworn he was an angel. Everybody stood in shook, males looking up to their leader, vowing to become more like him; females were awestruck as he passed by, admiring the way his armor seemed the glow in the sunlight. Even Takinom seemed impressed, until she saw Chaor and flew to his side, eager to get every detail out of him after she made sure he was alright. Takinom could have Chaor, but Maxxor was all hers. Still, she feared things wouldn't always be that way. Maxxor wasn't really hers. She was nothing more than his assistant and fellow warrior, and that was all she ever would be. No matter how hard she worked for his attention, she never got the affection she wanted so bad.