The Battle

((Work in progress, this is as far as I am at the moment.))

Continued from The Search

... a week had passed.

For a week, Nouala had been waiting for an answer from General Shandris Feathermoon. So far all she had heard were rumors, that the Naga in Feralas were launching a series of attacks, that kept then General from responding. She was sitting in the small inn in Stormwind Park talking to Blueleaff.

Nouala sighed; "I wish Feathermoon would send word soon."

Blueleaff stood up and smiled at Nouala; "Okay my dear, we are going to go to ashenvale. I need to pick up some things for our long journey."

"I belive my dear, that the general should see you. Where is your armour located my dear?"

"I slept at Elizabethas, I left it there." answered Nouala.

"Go get it my dear, I shall wait for you at the tram." said Blueleaff.

"Yes, I should leave a note for her as well, Richeron can read it to her." agreed Nouala, "I will not be long."