Fuzzy-11

There I sat, Artie at my side. It had been a long battle, with the Alliance showing no mercy. A small little blood elf hunter surrounded by plate, demonic minions and felines creeping around in stealth. The battle field was a scary place, but the mountains and snowy terrains of Alterac Valley added to the terror. I hid myself into a corner, while Artie and I recovered from a close encounter with a worgen druid I really don't like those guys.. My flare set and arrow notched, I was ready for anything.

I miss the touch of skin, Of yours upon mine. This must be a sin, a complete fault of mine. Never will I be, one void of lies. If only they could see, this confusion felt inside. Oh how I love them both, so ever much. but my heart flutters like a moth, as both hate each other such.                                     -Bella Swan