The forest was quiet and long as the huntress wandered around aimlessly for days, her pet staying close by at all times. Himeko was tired of this maze, tired of seeing the same damn thing. She looked down at her pet, Tosho, and sighed. "I think we should stop here for now and get something to eat and maybe find a place to rest." She said softly as she laid her hand on his head and he nudged it in agreement. She saw a cave nearby and decided to stay there. She checked it out and noticed it was empty, which was good. Sitting her belongings down, she took her bow with her and called for her pet to follow. She had to scope the area out first before actually sitting down to relax. She had covered most of the area when suddenly her pet started going nuts. "What is it Tosho?" She asked softly as she saw in the direction he was looking at. Just then he started running in that direction with his mistress following behind him. "Wait up Tosho!" She called out as she continued to follow him. Tosho finally came to a stop and was nudging a... Night Elf? "What is it boy?" She asked as she came in clear view of the Night Elf woman. Now being a Blood Elf and a proud member of the Horde, this Night Elf was her sworn enemy. However the woman didn't look too well. "Ummm... Are you alright?" She asked as she neared the woman, hoping to maybe help her out if she had to.<|im_end|>
A Blood Elf, in these forests? And a beautiful one at that? Sheetha had been surprised. So surprised, that she was intrigued. She often did, with little reason. But this time, there were plenty of reasons. She had been looking for a new subject, for a long time. Her "Mistress" was a beautiful Night Elf, but Sheetha could never settle, with what she had. After following the Blood Elf for a while, she watched her enter her cave. She narrowed her eyes, tilting her head slightly, as a grin slowly spread on her lips. She turned around on her heels, looking over her shoulder, raising her wings to look past them, as her body started transforming, from the High Elven form, slowly getting a beautiful purple skin, blue lips, her ears changing from the tall pointed, to lower and more heavy, yet still beautiful ears. Her eyes, with a flash, turned from bright purple, to dark blue. The left large wing, started twisting and turning, before growing into an entity of itself, as it started twirling down Sheetha’s arm, like a snake. The "former wing" formed a snakelike face, that silently hissed, as its tongue dangled from its lips. Sheetha rose her hand, with palms up, holding the snake's head, as she made a shushing sound with her lips. The snake turned silent, before it started pulling back, both wings, pulling back into their sockets, hidden from others sight. Just as it did, open wounds started turning up around her body, thick blood, pouring from them. A slash, over her stomach, and a brutal cut on her right arm, where mimicked on her body, but she made no expression of pain. Only a wide grin, slowly spreading over her lips. A scent started emitting from her, faking the scent of both blood, and the alluring scent of a Night Elf.
She stopped, in a small clearing, just as she heard the Blood Elf talk, and the cat approach. Her body then dropped to the floor, as if gravely wounded, and the dark bra and thong disappeared, replaced with ripped purple clothes resembling a Night Elf huntress' attire. And then she went silent, closing her eyes.
As Tosho nudged the gravely wounded Night Elf, her eyes slowly opened. The dark blue, paleing eyes slowly looked up towards the feline, blinking in dizziness, before a soft whimper escaped her lips, a hand pressed against the horrible wound on her stomach. But the whimper was nothing like the fear shot into her eyes when she saw the Blood Elf. Another enemy, of her faction.
The Night Elf whimpered, trying to crawl backwards, but only able to use one arm. She slowly shook her head, the dark green hair soaked with blood and sweat sticking to her shoulder and over her face. "No... please don't," she pleaded, fear evident in her voice.
"N.. No.. No P.. Please.. D.. Don't.." The fear in her face was replaced with one of pain as the wound on her shoulder shot a sting of pain through her body. The fear in the Night Elf's eyes made it clear that she didn't even hear the other Elf's words. Frightened beyond anything.
Of course. All a facade.<|im_end|>