“I have no plans to die today.” - Needleillidari
“Good because I have no plans to just let you.” Illsalyn hissed looking at the sizable puncture wound in her companions midsection, this wouldn’t be problem if they weren’t out on assignment in Suramar. She had to give the Shivarra they’d run into credit, it had been a fast attacker but ultimately they were faster.
“Stay put ok, I’m going to see if I can get help.” She said kissing his forehead before she took off running in the other direction. Her thoughts were a whirlwind as she thought about every other time the demons had tried to take something from her, her parents, her brother, they had all survived ultimately and this time could be no different.
As she ran through the deserted wasteland she changed morphing from an elf into large fel houndesque form and bounding over to broken cliff side. A forlorn howl echoed through the air from her and she pawed at the ground nervously. However in no time a grey felbat appeared shrieking and screeching at her.
She lead Ollie back to her felled companion, her demon form melting away as she did. She knelt and was relived to find Needle still alive though she knew should they stay here much longer that might not be the case.
“Do me a favour next time won’t you. Don’t be such a man.” She said with a slight tone of teasing in her voice as she hefted him up onto the fel hound with her. “I would really hate to lose you.”