Stormwind's Literature

Huckleberry continued to walk, finally meeting up with Stormwind. Stormwind was to be a new friend, who traveled here all the way from his home. The day was still young, with clouds rolling in the sky. It was fairly chilly, which was barely what Stormwind was used to. Huckleberry didn't know what to expect with this new character, but he knew he was large and pretty tough. So walking through the bushes, he met them at a fairly popular area. They stuck out pretty easily. He introduced himself, "Hello. I'm Huckleberry, I am the one you were meant to talk to. I met you recently, and I guess we had some plans.".

Stormwind himself was quite nervous. He had come a long way just to meet Huckleberry and was worried, that this Vayron he was supposed to meet might not even show up. Even more relieved he was, when a Vayron showed up at the meeting point they made out before and introduced himself as Huckleberry. "Nice to meet you, Huckleberry! My Name is Stormwind, and yes, I am the Vayron from the far lands of Reonden you were supposed to meet. Shall we had to a nicer spot than this maybe and sit down for a talk?"

Huckleberry smiled, nodding along with his words. "I'd love to. But don't forget, my friend is waiting. Id likes to go meet up with her first since she told me to come to get you alone. I didn't want you worrying since she is fairly scared easily. I mean, shes brave but when it comes to new vayrons not so much." With that he waited for a response, thinking about his friend. She lived in Thedale but has been staying here for over a year. She pretty much left her group behind just to stay here and explore, and learn. She was big on research but even bigger on battling.

"Of course, let's go meet up with her first then. Sending you alone probably was a smart move by her. I had some meets in the past that didn't go as well as this one". Stormwind tried to sound understanding, but you could hear the curiosity in his voice. Wondering about how the friend's character might be, he continued: "You go ahead and show me the way then. By the way, what is her name?"

"Her name is Sorceress, I can guarantee you've never met her before. She's extremely rare to find... pretty much at least." he finished. Huckleberry waved his tail as an order to follow him, beginning to walk through the woods. He was surprised Stormwind wasn't so cautious since it would have been easy to kill him if there were multiple other vayrons. Of course, he pushed this thought out of his head, because he wouldn't dare hurt them. Stormwind followed him through the woods, walking over sharp stones and leaves that were slowly dying. Finally, they arrived at a cleared patch, where a youngish red vayron stood there with sparkling eyes staring at one of her many pet cats, which was a brown golden-colored cat. "There she is Stormwind," he said.

The one being spoken to was stunned by Sorceresses' appearance. Light breaking through the shadows of the treetops played around her beautiful fur. Standing in front of her, Stormwind was unable to speak for a little while, being trapped by her green eyes, which seemed to put a spell on him. "It's very nice to meet you, my name is Stormwind", he finally managed to stutter together after seemingly endless time. "You must be Sorceress", he concluded, still not being able to avert his gaze from her wonderfulness. Huckleberry seemed to have noticed the situation and gave him a little tap to him up from this daydream.

Huckleberry was continuing to watch, to make sure nothing bad happened. Sometimes Sorceress could be weird, which he wanted to prevent that. Finally, she responded, "Oh! Hello!" she said, her cat giving Stormwind a dirty look. In fact, it gave Huckleberry a dirty look. it was actually... terrifying. "I'm sorry! I wasn't paying to much attention. My cat was meowing a bunch before you guys got here because something came and stole its food. It's very nice to meet you though, Stormwind! whats it likes in Roenden?" she finished, she wanted to make conversation.

Stormwind was surprised, but in a positive way, by the friendly answer given by Sorceress. He had thought she might be more shy, after what Huckleberry told him. "Mainly it's cold up there. Too cold! I am actually very happy to not have my nose feel dead every time I breathe in. It can be very beautiful though when the sun shines and reflects from all the snow and ice on a spring day. Also, everybody, there is really friendly and helpful because with those rough surroundings we bind together.", he told her. "Have you ever been up in the North?"

"I haven't been up in the north. It seems too cold. I prefer here over my normal home." she finished. Huckleberry sat down next to her, looking tall. Sorceress was fairly shy herself, but nothing too crazy. "If you're curious, I can tell you about both," she said. Huckleberry mentioned he may be a better person to tell him about Warrenfall and she smiled.

"That's totally relatable", Stormwind beared her out. "Oh, and I would definitely love to hear you, talking about those places". Totally ignoring Huckleberry, he may not have heard him at all, being very focused on his female acquaintance. "So what about you show me a place where we can talk in a more pleasant surroundings?", he concluded. Sorceress agreed and whilst towing Huckleberry behind them, the little group made its a way through this beautiful forest, which was very typical for Warrenfall. On their way, they talked about the surrounding birds and animals, of which diversity Stormwind was very fascinated, as there were only a few smaller creatures up in the north.

Sorceress looked at him, smiling once more. As she walked, she explained. "The forests here are actually beautiful. There are so many creatures, it's pretty healthy. Unlike my old home, it's always a nice temperature. For me at least, since I'm not the fluffiest creature alive." Huckleberry nodded, adding "The food here is also very yummy!" he said. She continued, after a laugh. "There are places here that don't fit as well. Like simply areas that seem like they were touched with the finger of death, or forest fires to be more exact. Sometimes the humans can be dangerous so currently, we avoid them.", "On the other hand, my old home was a little more aggressive. It was pretty as well but we would experience thieves a lot." she finished. Huckleberry added, "The thieves here arent as un rare either, but they avoid the poor or those that live more alone. Or sometimes if we are respected in a community, they won't bother. Some think I'm a brute, which would kill them instantly as well, but I never would. I'm sure Kozel would have fun chasing them down if they did come here though." Sorceress asked, "What did you hate about your old home?".

Stormwind was happy the conversation was going. "At first obviously the cold. In the winter it's sometimes even too cold to go outside at all, and everything is just white from all the snow. So during those times, we have to eat old food we stored in the autumn because there is no prey or plants we could eat, which means it's all going to taste bad. And when it finally gets warmer in the spring there are huge floodings, so wherever I live, I'll have to do a lot of maintenance on my place." After a short pause, he continued: "The bad conditions around there also did something good though: Everybody was very helpful and no thieves would stray around there." Looking over to Sorceress, they looked in the eyes of each other for a short moment, and she answered very quickly, "The place here can have heavy rainfalls as well, but nothing to bad in this area. I would enjoy going there one day, but only if there wasn't so much cold. I hate the cold, and the heat, I just like warmth. Here in Warrenfall, it's easy to make friends - somewhat. I don't make many, but of course, I try to keep good sides with everyone." she finished. Huckleberry continued to walk, falling behind her a bit. The land was bumpy, but that was all right. She asked, "What made you and Huckleberry meet exactly? And Huckle, are we going to your cave?" Huckleberry nodded.

Stormwind and Sorceress; Personal work + 1 1453 words + 14 Total = 15

Huckleberry; Personal work + 1 Land Bonus +1 1453 words + 14 Total = 16