Travel

[Tillna]

It was sooo much fun!

I was all lost, and scared, out in The red sandy place. I was alone, then, some Gaurd told me to go to Orgrimmer...Orgrimmar? The big place!

I met a Warlock, but she scarred me. She..she told me I would never ever ever EVER see my mom again, she was lost in psace..or summin.

I cried, an ran away, but I know what she smell like. My momma gonna be mad at her! Realla mad!

I ran around, and some how ended up in the scary forest, but I found a warm inn. I met Des.....Angie! She helped me out, and knew me an my momma! she is even taking me there!
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"Angie? Is my momma ok? Why didn' she save me?"

[Tillna]

"you gunna be my Autnie Angie! We can...we can have a party..have cake! And milke...an..an juice! Oh! We can even play..uh...whack a gnome!"

He giggles with excitment at the thought of a party, a smile on his face.

"I'll let mooma know I no dead! I feel very much alive! That right Angie?"

[Tillna]

"I'm not Giggles!! Zin'loh! It's Zin'loh!"

He broke down into another giggle fit at being tickled.

At the question about what he wanted to be, he stoped laughing, a curious look on his face. He nods twice, then smiles.

"I'm gunna be a preist! And help people! Make em better, keep em alive! I be goo priest."

He nodded as if what he said was oddly profound. A smile spread across his face, as he looked to Dess.

"What about you Angie?"

[Tillna]

He giggles and jumps up and down, a wide smile on his face.

"ya do that for me? I love you!"

He jumped up, giving her a big hug, snuggling her her warmly.

"You such a nice lady!"

[Tillna]

It was quiet. IT was warm. He snuggled up closer to the body next to him. It was so soft too. It reminded him, all the fuzzyness, of his mother..and his father when he was young. He mouthed out the words mother, before cuddling right up and close as he could.

Hours passed, filled with dreams of the men in black taking him away again.

"AWAHHHHH!!!!!"

He screamed himself awake, clinging to what was Dessana's face.

"Get Away! You no take me back!"

His eyes were clenched shut, one foot kicking out towards the air, frantically. He slowly opened one eye, looking to see an empty room, with only their clothes on a chair and light pouring in through the window. HE blinked, looking at Dess's face, smiling awkwardly.

"Uhh...Mornin Angie!"

[Tillna]

"I was dreamin, bout da men that took me awya from Momma and pappa. It....I don't like them...they wanted to do experaments on me..and smelled bad...like..blood and badness. But You gonna take me ta momma! I'm not fraid of them any more!"

He giggles and hugs here again, smiling the whole while.

[Laron]

((Watches with intentful eyes)

[Tillna]

The rest of the night was indeed peaceful. He slept soundly for the first time in what felt like ages. Peaceful, restful sleep.

He Dreamed again, this time of his family, Daddy, Momma, his uncle and aunts, of all the members of Sanctuary that he had met, and then...Angie. She was his guardian angel, without a doubt, and she appeared so in his dream, two large white wings emitting from the shadowy core of her being. He ignored the smell of death and shadow on her; she was just too nice to him. His dreams continued, then men in black, a common staple for the past few months came again, they came with the weapons that they used to hurt daddy. He cowered, but before he could call out in terror, he felt something. In their sleep, Dessana and Zin’loh had shifted, so that her arms covered his back. He felt those hands covering him, protecting him. In his nightmare, the men in black stepped closer, but this time, instead of moving to grab him, they were pierced by rays of light, emanating from a figure behind him, his Angie was saving him, banishing those who wanted to take him away from his mother.

Morning approached, and his dream world faded. As it did, he saw his mother, kneeling down, her arms opened wide to greet him. And at that, it was morning.

He sat up, stretching, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. In the morning light, they reflected the light, glowing the same yellow hue that his fathers did.

He shook his head to make sure he was awake, then poked his Angie lightly on the nose

“Rise and Shine! Time ta get home an see my mommy!”

He smiled widely, like a kid with candy.

[Tillna]

Zin'loh ran about with his arms out, making a buzzing sound.

"An then..some day, I wanna see tha flyin machines!"

This was the ending to a long and giddiy conversation about what he wanted to do after he got home, which included eating, sleeping and figuring out why his mother had told him to never remove the necklace he wore.

So many questions, so little time.

He looked up to Dessana, staying behind her.

"Uhh you go firs.....dis place look a little scary..."

[Tillna]

Out of the Castle, Their rang a howl. Zin'lohs ears twitched. His eyes opened wide, and he ran off at full speed, bounding inside the castle doors as they opened to greet him.

One loud Whumpf and a laugh later, he found his self back in the arms of his Mother. On the floor behind her sat her helm, spinning on the floor.

Her Vibrant red Hair was three shades darker then that of her sons, as she held him tight.

"I've missed you...so so much..."

She held him tightly, a tear dripping onto the young ones nose.

"Aww...dun cry momma! I'm here! evratin be ok now! Angie halped me get back home!"

"Whose Angie?" Tillna blinked, not knowing of anyone by that name. She had heard Dessana was bringing him home...

Zin'loh pointed to Dessana a smile on his face.

"Angie! She be my Guardian Angel!"

[Laron]

A large white worgen came running up the hillside and to the front doors. The scent was unmistakable, and he had thought it was a trick at first, but he would chance falling into the trap, if it meant a way to find his Son... Bursting through the door teeth bared, and claws out, he stops in his tracks. Stunned and in disbelief, he shifts back to his regular form watching Tillna holding Zin'loh... his Son. the sound of his axe hitting the ground is all the sound he makes as he runs for them, hoping it is not some cruel illusion. Sliding on his knees to them he wraps his arms around them both hugging tightly, tears drop from his glowing eyes.

"Thank Elune your alive!"

[Tillna]

((CALL THE GAURDS OFF! I'm Sure Nas would led Azrid in the Castle...heh...))

[Laron]

((Sorry did I rush into a place I shouldn't? Never met Dessana, so I don't know anything of her desciption...))

Standing to look at the woman he passed on his rush in. Azrid regains his composure, resisting the urge to shake the water from his head, a new trait he picked up since the change. He wipes the tears from his beard, and dries his hand on his pants.

"You woman who bring Son back?" He says in broken Trollish, and walks over to her with a dignified stance.

"Then owe you deep much thank you."

Dropping to both knees, and placing his head to the ground.

[Laron]

((Azrid is Laron's younger brother, he is a Night elf, and now a Worgen. Tillna chose him to be her Mate.))

[Laron]

Azrid is a private man, and doesn't express himself very often, but with his overwhelming joy, he stands and hugs the woman and returns to Zin'loh and Tillna. Lifting him up in the air and spinning him around, before bringing him close to his chest for a hug.

[Solenev]

((Enjoying this guys! More more!))

[Tillna]

((heh..I love RPing Zin..he is so friggen adorable))

Tillna picked up Zin'loh, the stone in her chest, the source of her power in this world, changing back to green, the fiery rage that was once apart of her quenched at the site of her son. Her armor, the jagged, devilish mix of mail and leather also fell to the ground. She wore what one could call her layered outfit. A simple cloth suit to keep the chain mail from cutting her skin and what not. The sandy mist covered her for a second before fading.

"Azrid...Zin'loh...my..family.."

She hugged them both tightly, she never wanted them to ever go away, ever again. She cried, tears of joy mixed with the taste of bitter sorrow. She was the Matriarch, she was here to protect them.

"Momma! If...if'n..you...keep...crying..an....an daddy..keep crying.."

Tears began to stream down his face too. These were the tears of utter joy, his happiness to have found his family, his own haven.

As they dried their tears, Tillna smiled at Zin'loh.

"Tomorrow, I have a party planned for you, for the birthday I missed. I hope that is ok."

"PARTY!!!!!! Cake and juice an friends! Is Angie gonna be there? I wan her, an my Uncle Laron and Aunt Najme an the kitty Auntie..an...an the other One! The...uhh...the Trollio! the one that gave me the ball!"

"You mean Nojinbu?"

"Yeah! him an the other one, the little Orcy! err...Vimma?"

"All right, I'll make sure to get invitations to them all...right now, let's get something to eat, ok?"

[Laron]

((Where are we at again?))

[Tillna]

((Dunno..was going to make another topic fo rthe party I think..just to keep the clutter to a min

[Laron]

((Well i meant physically where we are, but i guess the party thread will explain. =o)~))

[Tillna]

((In Melar Danashj's castle