((Hooray listening to depressing music))
The dark clouds hung low across the afternoon skies of Grizzly Hills, occasionally letting out a low rumble. Rain fell down at a slow, steady pace, unhindered by the light breeze blowing through the tall trees. Animals hid themselves in their homes, leaving nothing but the serene forest. And in those woods was a small camp which had far too many residents to protect from the downpour.
Xentkaz didn't mind the rain, her braided red hair getting soaked as her deathcharger slowly trotted below her. Being that she was already in Northrend when the evacuation order came in, the death knight was more than happy to meet up with the Gor'watha. She knew that Sarjen would not be too happy with her extended stay, and avoided him as much as possible. Hence why she volunteered to be part of the watch, patrolling around the border of Camp Oneqwha for the next four hours.
[WILL REMAIN UNFINISHED. I had this grand idea of writing out what each of the girls were doing while they were in Camp Oneqwah. Kirkal would be out hunting, Zinny would be drinking her worry away, Xent would be patrolling about, Uru would be grumping, and Taiz would be getting the beat up. OH WELL. My muse decided to say "fuck you" to this one. May edit it one day. ONE DAY.]