And while Astra is looking around....
The monsterous female wolf who had been named Elf Death after her rider
had named her for her silent stalking and killing of one of the Orcs' more
annoying enemy races pants happily after feeding on some rather succulent
rabbits (well away from her new little masters....for she somehow knew
that such would frighten them terribly...and doing ANYTHING that
wouldn't please her masters would be impossible for the wolf.
Elf Death then pauses in her route back to her charges....and the female
human that had birthed them (nice enough for a human....and if her masters
said that she was good then Astra was good in Elf Death's book). Something
is strange! It's not the strange nature of this area she had fled to with
her little masters in tow....it's a high.....hauntingly familiar voice
she hears coming from a dim cluster of trees.
It sounds like the mother who whelp those heavenly little one's who
Elf Death's lupine heart now belong to....but it was much higher pitched.
It was...an elfin voice?
The old Elf Death would have growled and leapte in, ready to tear the
throat out of the owner of that voice. However, almost all of the her more
aggressive instincts have been scrambled and rewired.....rewired to be
a gentle and loving play thing for Astra 4's infants! Therefore, a silly
lupine grin plasters itself on the magically charmed wolf, and the female
silently stalks closer....for a little play.
-
 AS Elf Death's
tail wags a bit in excitment....the new elves are talking about who they
are....and what happened to them up to this point.
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