Thursday, August 13, 2020

[Fanfiction] [FFXIV Post 5.3] [Spoilers] Just your usual sparring.

 


It was a sunny Mor Dhona, bright and crisp after a pounding rainfall the night before. Puddles were drying on the flagstones on the cafe's patio where the Warrior of Light and Darkness, one of Eorzea's many heroes, sat and drank tea. Her fellow Scion, Thancred Waters was duelling the air with his gunblade and trying to ignore her. 

"Oh mighty Thancred, show me how to use your gunblade," Rhasody said, batting her eyelashes at him in a falsetto voice. Several young women were watching from a distance with hearts in their eyes. "You're so graceful and dangerous!" 


"You're worse than Y'shtola," grumbled Thancred, failing to ignore her. "Don't you have better things to do?" He followed through on a slash, combining his earlier training on this world with that of the First.


"No, this is it," Rhasody replied cheerfully, taking a sip of her tea. It wasn't as good as Tataru could make, but she supposed she couldn't ask the backbone of the Scions to make every cup.


"I liked you more when we were strangers, and you were shy," grumbled Thancred. It was well known the hero had few words to say to people she wasn't sure of. She was slowly coming out of her shell, but it had been a long, upwards, trek.


"Urianger, help me out here!" Thancred called to where the caster was frowning over a book.

"Y'shtola, and I have been discussing how thee might be able to talk to the soul within," Urianger said, seemingly not paying attention to Thancred.


Rhasody tilted her head to one side and looked at him with interest.


"Oh yes, discussing long and hard into the night, I'm sure," Thancred interjected with a smirk. "Oh, Y'shota, thy aether senses are so strong.." he broke off when Rhasody flicked some of her tea at him. "Hey! Not the coat!" He panic-checked that none of the rose coloured water had hit the brilliant white leather. "You'd think the great Warrior of Light would have better aim."

Rhasody smiled sweetly at him.


Thancred growled at her.


"With thy familiarity with crystals and with Allagon memory devices.." Urianger continued as if he had never been interrupted. "..it should be quite possible for thee to connect within to that which resides." He sat staring into nothing for several moments, tapping his cheek in a very Y'shtola like manner.


Rhasody shot a look at Thancred, who was opening his mouth. Her fingers were hovering over her tea in warning. Thancred sighed and propped his gunblade on his shoulder.


"You know, you haven't practiced in a while.." Thancred said with a smile.


Rhasody's eyes narrowed as she looked at him suspiciously.


"There might be a day where the aether is too thin for casting, where you've been silenced by a mighty foe, and then what will you do? Do you even know how to hit the enemy with your flower stick?"


Rhasody looked at her staff and then shot a glare back at Thancred.


"Oh, sorry, did I insult the mighty bloom of thwacking?" Thancred asked, grin getting larger. "Did the unicorn that blessed it just neigh in righteous fury?"


"'Tis a fair point," Urianger said. "Although, perhaps the best strategy would be to stand behind Thancred and let he do all the work." 


Rhasody shrugged a shoulder and raised an eyebrow at Thancred.


"No, not going to cut it. I think you need some exercise."


"Hmm." Urianger offered, picking up the reticule he carried with him everywhere. He rifled through it while Rhasody tried to come up with a good reason not to spar with the gunbreaker who was starting to grin maniacally.  The Elezen pulled out a crystal of make very familiar to all the Scions. The runes inscribed on it were different from those they'd used on the First, and it had no red tip but otherwise looked much the same. He held it up to Rhasody. "Perhaps this will assist thy dreams this eve." 


Rhasody took it with some reverence. "Thank you." She wanted to ask Ardbert what he wanted to do, hanging around in her soul, even the shard that remained of him, couldn't be ideal.


"Yup, that's this eve. Until then, pick up your plucked broom and let's have at it." Thancred said, tapping his gunblade against his shoulder.


Rhasody sighed and downed the remainder of her tea in one gulp before standing. She should have chucked the mug at him; then, he'd be too busy panicking about laundry to bother with her.






Thursday, May 28, 2020

[Bunny Story] Teddy gets lost. Again.





Teddy came out of the closet to find carpet under his paws. He was pretty sure that his Aunty Michelle didn't have carpet in her house. A lack of carpetless floors meant he'd probably taken a wrong turn in the bunny tunnels again. Was it his fault that the maps Speedy had him print out were so tasty? Was it his fault that he could only pull his tablet out of BunSpace in his condo?

Speedy had tried to get him to summon a ghost bunny to help navigate, but Miss Lola had said that he had to learn even if it was the hard way, and Mr. Mick had said he was taking a nap. Teddy wasn't sure why a ghost bunny would need a nap, but Mr. Mick had been very insistent about it.

A large, brown form loomed over him. "Hello!" said the creature.

The creature had a slobbery tongue, a jingly collar and was bouncing up and down in spot in a way that spoke of way too much energy. "Er, hello." Teddy offered cautiously.

"I am Rory, why are you in my house?" The creature asked.

"I'm Teddy, and I am lost," Teddy answered honestly.


"Hello, lost," Rory said. He saw Teddy's look and added, "That's the sort of thing my Dad likes to say. He thinks he's funny."

"Is your Dad a human? My human Dad likes to make similar, equally non-funny jokes." Teddy said.

"Yes. He is human. He is a good cuddler, but he spends too much time staring at a box." Rory looked over his shoulder to a door before turning back. "Would you like to play tug?"

Teddy looked at their comparative sizes. Rory looked like he weighed at least thirty-three kilograms. "I think you'd win."

"I play fair! My Dad thinks he's better at it than he is." Rory trotted off and came back with a toy rope that was a little ragged. He dangled an end for Teddy.

Still rather dubious, Teddy took his side and got dragged as Rory backed up.

"Okee, hold on!" It was probably a good thing animal communication was mostly mental, otherwise a mouthful of rope would have stifled the instruction. As it was, the ruffs and mock growls were distorted.

Teddy dug claws into the carpet as Rory backed up and started to tug. The dog wasn't pulling very hard until he felt the rabbit had good traction. The harder he pulled, the more Teddy had to bite down, and unfortunately, rabbit teeth were very good at snipping things in half, even hefty dog toys.

When the rope broke, Rory went ass over tea kettle into the fireplace with a loud crash and clatter.

Teddy, startled, dived under the couch.

Rory's human appeared. "What are you doing?!"

The dog got himself up with a shake and wagged his stump happily, looking at innocent as he possibly could.

The human looked at the puffs of white fur that were slowly falling to the floor.

"Did you eat a pillow?"

Rory tried to look affronted at such an accusation. Him? Eat a pillow? Never! The ones they currently had weren't very tasty.

His human shook his head and went back into his room.

Teddy stuck his nose out from under the couch, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! That didn't hurt. Maybe tug isn't a good game." Rory said sadly. "Fetch is fun, but it's a human game. The way they throw things away to have them brought back is strange."

"Humans are strange." Teddy agreed. "But.." He looked towards the closet, "I'm supposed to be visiting my Aunty Michelle, I should probably try and find her."

"Aww. Okay." Rory said sadly. "You'll come back, though, right?"

"I'll try!" How hard could it be to get lost again? Teddy was getting very good at it.

The closet door had swung shut, so Rory had to try and turn the knob with his mouth while Teddy tried to get his nose in the crack to pull it open. It wasn't a quiet effort.

"What ARE you doing? The human asked, causing Rory to scramble backwards. Fortunately, this opened the door and allowed Teddy to get inside before the human got a good look. He wasn't very good at hiding from humans yet either.

Rory gave his best innocent look, sitting and holding up a paw while his stump of a tail thumped against the carpet.

"Was that a rabbit?" The human asked himself. "I've got to stop talking to Lorna so much. I need coffee." He looked at the new cloud of floating white fur that was settling on the carpet. "A lot of coffee."

Rory was happy to bounce up and down and follow his Dad into the kitchen. Maybe he'd get a treat! Maybe his new friend would visit again! Maybe he'd get a treat!

Sunday, April 5, 2020

Sock story for Fern.

There are monsters who wear socks.

These monsters wear socks when they don't have to.

These monsters wear socks indoors when it's warm.

They wear socks with sandals in the spring and again in the fall.

They wear socks with the itchy bits on the inside, and the slippery side on the out.

But the scariest monsters of all.. The ones people dread. are the monsters who wear socks in bed!



Friday, May 17, 2019

[WoW Fanfiction] Chewie is a sad Tauren.


We're gonna pretend that Leiska is Leensa, an elven paladin not a cat.

Babychewie was a sad Tauren. Everything was coming apart; it was almost worse than when Garrosh was in command. Sylvanus had locked up his chief, and she'd murdered a powerful ally in cold blood, who knows what she was doing to the powerful Orcs behind the scenes and Saurfang was gone.

All the voices of reason stolen away or murdered, and for what? To burn down women and children? To slaughter artisans and innocents? It was enough to make him wonder if he was watching the end of the Horde.

The large shaman sighed over his drink. He couldn't even get whisky in Zandalar. Oh, sure, the Goblins would import it, but it often sold out before he could even get his hands on it and at Goblin like prices. The rum just wasn't enough. It was never enough. The humidity made his fur sticky. The endless heat made him cranky.

The Alliance had murdered a king, and what did the Horde do? Murder it's own.

A large mug got plunked down in front of him; it's contents the shades of amber he was always happy to see. And while he didn't generally like watering down his drinks with ice, in this heat, he was happy to see the cubes inside.

"Someone looks bummed, sister," Raelana said, patting Chewie on the arm. She flomped onto the stool beside him. Rae's armour, usually more absent than present, was gone and she wore a blouse knotted under her breasts and netted leggings.

"It's not unjustified, sister," Leensa said, plomping herself down onto the other stool. Her usual battered armour replaced with a cropped blouse and long shorts.

"Mmmrgh." Chewie managed, taking a swig of the whisky.

"Smuggled it out of Ironforge ourselves!" Rae said happily.

Leensa grinned. "And by smuggled, she means we broke in, smashed heads, raided the tavern, took a few kegs and came looking for you."

"Kegs?" Chewie asked, perking up.

"Kegs," Rae confirmed wriggling her long eyebrows. "They're sitting under an ice elemental. He's not happy about it, but that's his mage's problem."

"So, what're you up to besides moping?" Leensa asked the shaman.

"I am not moping."

"Are too," Raelanna replied.

"Are three." Leensa agreed.

Chewie sighed. "The Horde is dying."

"Is not," Raelanna told me.

"Is not three," Leensa added.

Chewie blinked and looked at the paladin who just shrugged at him. It'd seemed amusing to her at the time.

Rae clapped her hands and rubbed them together. "Look. We can sit in a bar drinking fantastic whisky and moping about what's going on and doing nothing, or we can sit in a bar drinking fantastic whisky and then go discover what the hell Sylvanus is up to and who is with us to stop this insanity."

"With paladin subtly, of course," Leensa added with an innocent smile.

Chewie groaned.

"I mean, she was a great Banshee Queen, she had someone to rein her in when she got too big for her britches, but as Warchief.. nuh uh. Gotta go."

"So let's figure out a way to keep her AND get a good warchief going. She's got the heart of the Horde in mind, too bad she has no soul."

"Can't we just resurrect Vol'Jin?" Leensa grumped.

"NO!" Chewie and Rae yelled in the same voice.

"No," Chewie repeated. "With all the weird stuff with old gods and souls going awol and the loa and .. no. Even if his spirit hadn't moved on, even if the legion hadn't corrupted his body when it killed him, just no. It would be far too dangerous and an all-around bad idea."

"At least Syvie didn't make him Forsaken." All three shuddered.

Rae downed her shot on whisky, a shot that was one third the size of Chewie's. "Let's go kick some ass."

Leensa downed her own. "Right!" she paused. "Where are we starting?"

"With the Goblins," Chewie said, downing his own whisky with satisfaction. "Easily bribed, get everywhere, and if we give them stuff to blow up, they'll be even happier."

"See! This is why we like you, Chewie, you come up with ideas that involve explosions!" Rae jumped up off the stool, wobbled a bit, and steadied.

"No.. I didn't.." He sighed. He felt like a babysitter with these two. He was trying to herd babies with big swords and no sense.

"Ohh, and head butting! Let's get our armour. Grab your hammer, Chewie! We'll meet you on the docks!" Leensa got off her stool more carefully than her sister. She didn't quite have Rae's alcohol tolerance.

Chewie looked at his empty mug and wondered if he should finish the rum too. He might need it before another adventure with the Blood Elf sisters.

Thursday, November 1, 2018

[WoW Fanfiction] [NSFW] [NC-17] Maurata and Rhasody : Snuggle time!



The two Pandaren women were lying entwined in Master Chin's guest room. Rhasody found the neck rests a bit squooshy so she used Maurata's upper chest for a pillow instead. Maurata was idly circling and playing with one of Rhasody's nipples.  Still hot and sweaty from enthusiastic sex, the covers were pooled at their feet. Maurata's tail was still, not even twitching at the end.

"So.. " Maurata started, "Have you ever thought about going out into the world beyond?"

Rhasody raised an eyebrow in query. She wasn't quite ready to find the energy to speak yet. Even opening her eyes seemed like too much work.

"I mean, you've obviously got the Wandering Isle wanderlust as you came here, but .. Have you ever thought about what's beyond Pandaria and the horizons? What its like in the great city of Silvermoon or the tree city of Darnasus or.."

Rhasody opened one eye. "You'd follow Firepaw to Durotan, wouldn't you?"

Maurata made a scoffing noise, "Of course! Cloudsinger is all about tea and leaves, she wouldn't know a well-grilled goose if it fell in her lap."

Rhasody couldn't help but chuckle at that. It was probably a good thing Maurata was as good a cook as she was an eater or she'd starve. She managed to find the energy to wrap a very much abused pig-tail around a finger to play with. Maurata's hair was a mess, she shuddered to think what her own looked like.

"Orcs probably have more substantial meals than Elves." Rhasody teased.

"This is true. We'd have to sneak into the allied cities to look around. But can humans even tell the difference between a Huojin and a Tushui?" Maurata's hand was circling lower.

"Nuuurgh.." Rhasody managed before picking up Maurata's hand and plonking it back on her tummy. She didn't know where Maurata's endless energy came from, even with all the food, but she really didn't share it!

"I heard that their guards can read auras, but surely one Pandaren looks the same to another.. And how can EVERY guard read an aura? I bet the ones that can are only on the important entries.."

"You want to go to Stormwind, don't you?" Rhasody asked warily. She was still feeling a bit warm and fuzzy that this epic journey seemed to automatically include her. She should probably consider the wisdom in invading a human city uninvited.

"I REALLY want to see a griffon! And I hear the view from the cliff over the harbour is amazing! And then there's that ride through the sea to the dwarf town! That sounds fun! I'm told you can watch the fish and everything!" Maurata was giving Rhasody sad turtle eyes.

"You must really want to go, you haven't even mentioned food." Rhasody teased her girlfriend.

"Oh. Human food." Maurata wrinkled her nose in disgust. "It's all boiled and mushy. They use almost no spices, think black pepper is a delicacy and mustard is spicy." She sighed, "I tried to enlighten one of their cooks but he got very upset. I had to dump a thundercloud on him and make a quick getaway. At least Orcs, who think everything should still be bloody on the plate, are open to trying new things!"

"What about Dwarves?" Rhasody asked, unintentionally drawn into the comparison of racial cuisine.

"It's nothing to bring home, but their drinks... Oh my, do dwarves know how to make mead! Why I bet Chen himself learned a thing or two!"

"So I will be carrying you out in a wheelbarrow. Got it." Rhasody teased.

"Wait -- so you want to go?" Maurata's eyes sparkled.

Rhasody held her lover's hand to her lips to nibble on the tips, she was suddenly feeling a lot more energetic. "Nothing sounds better than exploring all of Azeroth with you."

"Just Azeroth?" Maurata asked, hand wandering south once more. Her eyes sparkled, "I heard that the humans found a way to travel to another world!"

"And probably started a war there too," Rhasody replied. The snark would have been stronger if Maurata's deft fingers hadn't parted her folds to stroke within. Her lover was also nibbling on her ear and breathing softly into it.

"I will employ a Tauren phrase.." Maurata teased as Rhasody rolled onto her elbow to nuzzle her neck. "Make love, not war."

Rhasody was fairly sure that was more an elf thing, there certainly were enough of them across the world. She, however, wasn't about to quibble when Maurata's tongue was starting to do such interesting things with her own.




Tuesday, October 23, 2018

[Bunny Fiction] [Looney Toons] A Good day for a forest hop.




It was yet another fine day in the forest. The birds were chirping, there were white fluffy clouds that seemed almost painted on to the two-tone blue sky, there was a large black duck arguing with a dopey hunter with a gun. A grey and white rabbit was mostly in a hole, elbows propped on the ground as watched the hunter and the duck argue.  A small black and white bunny hopped up to the large grey and white rabbit.

"Nyah, what's up Doc?" The rather famous grey and white bunny asked of the small black and white bunny.

"Duck." Came the black and white rabbit's reply.

"Okay, confused little rabbit, what's up Duck?" Bugs Bunny, for who else could it be, pulled a carrot seemingly out of nowhere and started to snack.

"It's actually Ducky." Ducky explained.

"But you are a rabbit." Bugs pointed out.

"Yes."

"Named after a duck."

"I didn't name me." Ducky was happy to point out.

"An excellent point my diminutive little friend." Bugs said.

"You can't just go around the forest shooting at any old animal who crosses your path!" The black duck was trying to explain. He was waving around his arm like wings and spitting a lot.

"I think I can!" said the hunter, getting his gun ready.

"Oh, not this again." Bugs said, hauling himself out of his hole. "Look Fudd, every time you shoot that gun, every animal goes scurrying every which way and interrupt any very important naps I happen to be taking."

"You stay out of this, rabbit!" said the duck.

"That's Daffy," Bugs said in an aside to Ducky. "You're a better duck than he is."

"You know.." Elmer said thoughtfully, "Rabbit season and duck season overlaps this year."

"That's a lie!" Daffy spluttered, more arm/wing waving.

"Maybe," Elmer Fudd said slyly, "But who'll be around to tell?"

"I hate it when they make me work." muttered Bugs. "Stand back." He told Ducky and pulled a black orb with a sparking wick on it out of nowhere. He threw it to Elmer. "Your problem now!"

Bugs picked up Ducky and didn't quite dash back towards his hole.

Elmer threw the bomb to Daffy. Daffy yelped a "Not it!"  and threw it back.

The two rabbits sat by Bugs' hole and watched the bomb get thrown back and forth as the fuse got shorter and shorter. "This is where it gets good." Bugs said.

Ducky put his paws over his eyes. He didn't like hunters, but he didn't think that the mess was fair. He just didn't really know how to intercede.

"Don't worry, Duck. I'm a nice rabbit." Bugs patted Ducky between the ears.

Before Ducky could decide what evidence had ever been presented on Bugs' niceness, the bomb exploded.

Glitter went everywhere, inside the gun, in feathers, it blew Elmer's hat off, sent Daffy backward several steps and a sign fluttered down from the sky that said "Human season!"

Several not-duck birds decided this meant they should use Elmer for target practice.

"Ahh!" Fudd managed as he ran from white splatters falling from the sky and mocking caws and cheeps.

"See? I'm mostly nice." Bugs said, dusting off his hands. "Wanna come in for some tea and carrots?"

"I do like carrots," Ducky said, head in a bit of a spin. This was a very strange place he'd found through the closet. He was starting to see why so many rabbits just stayed home.

"It's the sugar content, mostly," Bugs was saying as he went into his hole. Ducky found the stairs easy enough to hop down. "But it became a tradition, y'know?"

Bugs stopped and leaned up and over Ducky to look out the hole, "Hey Daffy, you want some tea?"

The glittering duck appeared, "You're despicable."

Bugs tilted his head to one side and waited.

"Yes, I want the tea."  Daffy stomped down the stairs past Ducky.

"He's my best friend you know." Bugs confided.

Ducky was glad his best friends were far more sensible.. and less glittery.



Monday, October 15, 2018

[Commission] [WoW Fanfiction] Maurata & Rhasody - Noodles and Sha

Maurata & Rhasody being adorable.
Commissioned by Yaks



Maurata had absolutely given up on returning the turtle to the water and so had named him Kaj and just had him ride on her shoulder.

There were no gates to the village of Dawn's Blossom. It was a matter of climb some stairs and you were in the square, Maurata couldn't even remember a story of a time of gates, even in times of war. Chances were, some Pandaren at some point in time and thought the aesthetic was important and removed any gates that had ever existed. It wouldn't even really surprise her if there had never been gates in the first place.

"So, really, no sha? At all?" Maurata asked as they passed through the archway and into the village square. "That must be nice."  She was very studiously ignoring the guard who was having his lunch break and paying absolutely no attention to them.

"All peace and harmony until your turtle takes a warship to the flipper and tries to sail into the maelstrom," Rhasody answered wryly. She'd been through Dawn's Blossom only one since arriving in the homeland, but it seemed a nice enough place. No one stopped to wave or smile, but they didn't growl or anything either.

"Oh! Chin's open!" Maurata exclaimed, grabbing Rhasody by the hand to tug her along faster. Rhasody had no idea how Kaj stayed on Maurata's shoulder with all her bouncing around.

Rhasody was also starting to think the theory that the mainland Pandaren were more relaxed and controlled than their island cousins had skipped past Maurata entirely. The shaman had only degrees of enthusiasm and bounce. If there was a sha of happiness, Maurata was its avatar. Assuming sha ate buns and potstickers, of course.

"Master Chin!" Maurata greeted the vendor with a deep bow. Kaj placed a flipper on a pigtail to keep his balance. Rhasody had to admit even amongst the collection of cart vender's, Master Chin's smelled the best.

"Watersinger Maurata!" He replied, already fetching two bowls and filling them with noodle soup. "Just the lady I am happy to see!"

"Oh, I'm happy when people are happy to see me!" Maurata said, tail swishing as she sat on a stool, patting the one beside her for Rhasody.

"Are you ever not happy?" Rhasody teased, sitting on the stool.

"When I'm doing laundry. I hate laundry." Maurata did her best fierce, unhappy, face. It wasn't very convincing.

"I'll be happy to do your laundry," Rhasody told her, taking Maurata's hand and kissing the back of it.

Maurata did the hand-fan-face gesture and fluttered her eyelashes. "Deal, I'll provide food, you do laundry."

Rhasody wondered if paying the village laundress to do the laundry would count.

Chin, having waited for young love flirtation to subside rubbed his hands together, "You see, I have a little problem." He said, drawing their attention back. "I sent my nephew off to the Arboretum to get me some more honey for my peanut sauce --"

"I KNEW IT!" Maurata exclaimed. Several Pandaren, Rhasody, and Chin included stared at her. She coughed into her hand. "Er, sorry. I just had this theory about the type of honey you used and.." she let the explanation fade at their looks and put her elbows on the counter, cupped her chin with her palms and smiled her best, "Sorry Master Chin, you were saying?"

Rhasody may have rolled her eyes.

"Yes, well, my nephew has not returned. I thought at first he may have just stayed the night at the Arboretum having watched the serpent races or perhaps met... Ah, a friend. But as he is long overdue, I grow quite concerned."

"We can go look, right Rhas?" Maurata offered.

"And when we get back you'll feed us again?" Rhasody said hopefully, having slurped down noodles while the two were talking.

"I shall feed you my best noodles AND you shall stay in my guest room for as long as you need!" Master Chin declared.

Rhasody bowed, "Deal!"

He returned her bow.

They both looked to Maurata who had only started to eat her noodles. "What? NOW?" She said with a sigh, getting to her feet. "I'll return the bowl, Master Chin." She said sadly, tail down as she walked towards the gate, still eating.

Rhasody DID roll her eyes. "We'll find your nephew, Master Chin, don't you worry."  She jogged to catch up with Maurata.

* * *

They were about halfway to the Arboretum when Maurata heard the unique sound of shalings. To Rhasody it just sounded like hissing into a well and she didn't quite know what to make of it but when Maurata broke into a trot, she pulled out her bow and followed.

Upon seeing the overturned cart with the shadow monsters trying to shove at it, Maurata moved Kaj to her backpack and manifested a totem in the middle of the road.

Rhasody dumped her own pack at the side of the road and pulled back and arrow. Her arrow flew straight and true and right through a shaling that turned to her with a long, hollow, hiss. "What the... How do you kill these things?!"

Maurata was trying to evaluate what spirits were available. "They're not alive. They're just goop from a negative place and negative emotion given form. These ones are mostly anger. Guess someone forgot to pay their bar tab."

"Really?" Rhasody muttered, "She makes bad jokes at a time like this?"

"Well, I'd make a good one if I wasn't busy!" Maurata fired back. The totem at her feet exploded and shot lightning at all the shalings who paused in mid-attack. "Now'd be a good time to do something!"

"Oh yeah, let me just strap a sha blaster to my back," Rhasody grumbled, focusing on her bow and channeling her chi into her arrow before releasing it into the nearest shaling. The arrow struck true and Rhasody let go of the energy as the arrow was halfway through its mass. The shaling exploded and dissipated into a dark puddle of goo on the ground.

"And that's how we do it!" Maurata exclaimed, pulling power from the clouds and firing bolts of lightning from her fingers.

Rhasody shook her head to clear it and gain focus, having been distracted by watching her probably-girlfriend blow up half a dozen shalings.  She fired three arrows fired at once and three shalings exploded. Rhasody would admit, silently to herself that maybe she was trying to impress her probably-girlfriend.

The shalings seemed to have decided whatever was under the cart was of less interest than Rhasody. Even with Maurata blowing them up with lightning they chased after the hunter who was firing exploding arrows.

"That's perfect!" Maurata called as Rhasody jogged backward, firing arrows.  "Keep them busy!"

"Keep them.." Rhasody boggled at Maurata's ideas of good tactics. "If I get eaten, I'm not forgiving you!"

"Don't worry! I can heal you!" Maurata said and waved with her fingers as she went to investigate the cart.

"Wait! What are you -- " Rhasody fired a few more arrows, "A little help!"

"You're fiiine!" Maurata assured Rhasody as she peeked under the cart. "Good news! Found Chin's nephew!"

"He's alive, right?" Rhasody called, blowing up a few more shalings as she kept circling around backward. She was starting to get a bit dizzy and a bit concerned about her arrow supply.

"That would be what makes it GOOD news, Rhas!" Maurata said with a head shake. "BAD news would be he's... Er, well, sha food."

Rhasody blew up the last shaling and flumped right in the middle of the road. "Just let me lie here for a while. I think I used every trick I've got."

Maurata came over and leaned over the hunter to give her a smooch. "And you did wonderfully!" A water elemental appeared at Rhasody's feed to rub them. It felt very strange but she wasn't going to complain.

Another elemental followed Maurata over to the cart and helped her turn it back on its wheels. "You alright in there... Er, I don't think Master Chin told us your name."

"I am Zhan-Jo," the adolescent Pandaren said, accepting Maurata's hand up. "My girlfriend Ji-Sun was angry I did not stay longer." He looked around at the puddles of Shalings on the ground. "I had not thought her THIS angry." He looked at the jugs of honey, most of them broken. "My uncle is going to kill me."

"No! No despair!" Maurata said, clapping a hand over Zhan-Jo's mouth. "Especially not at a recent sha site! Your Uncle will be very happy you're in one piece and healthy! You were very smart to overturn the cart and use it for protection! Your girlfriend will be happy you're fine! You should come home with us now and everything will be fine."

Rhasody's eyebrows were raised. She wasn't quite sure if Maurata's reaction was over the top or not, but the shaman seemed quite serious about it. She sat up and the water elemental gave happy little cheeps before disappearing back into the ditch beside the road. With a sigh, the hunter got up and pulled her backpack on.

Doubtfully Zhan-Jo picked up the poles at the front of the cart and maneuvered it into the ruts of the road and started back towards Dawn's Blossom village.

Maurata clapped her hands together and skipped over to Rhasody. Rhas put her arm against the shorter woman and rested her cheek against Maurata. "Well, that was fun!" Maurata declared. "Shall we get back to Master Chin and have more noodles?"

Rhasody laughed and pulled away. "Right, must find the noodles. Very important."

Maurata did her best to look mock affronted "Dinner is one of my three favorite meals of the day!"