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"Help..Get help...Friend, Troll...Bad..." Blackfang lopes uneasily down the streets of Silvermoon, as if chased by something. His increasing worry over his friend has reached a peak tonight; Blackfang must seek help, or at least take out his aggresions on something. Not being able to pick up a friendly scent anywhere, Blackfang makes his way towards the grounds outside the city. Blackfang thinks (in his own muddled way) about how his friend has changed over the course of a short time. Doing this, he almost runs into one of the Arcane Guardians roaming the city.

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  • Bad Dreams II
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  • "Help..Get help...Friend, Troll...Bad..." Blackfang lopes uneasily down the streets of Silvermoon, as if chased by something. His increasing worry over his friend has reached a peak tonight; Blackfang must seek help, or at least take out his aggresions on something. Not being able to pick up a friendly scent anywhere, Blackfang makes his way towards the grounds outside the city. Blackfang thinks (in his own muddled way) about how his friend has changed over the course of a short time. Doing this, he almost runs into one of the Arcane Guardians roaming the city.
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  • "Help..Get help...Friend, Troll...Bad..." Blackfang lopes uneasily down the streets of Silvermoon, as if chased by something. His increasing worry over his friend has reached a peak tonight; Blackfang must seek help, or at least take out his aggresions on something. Not being able to pick up a friendly scent anywhere, Blackfang makes his way towards the grounds outside the city. Blackfang thinks (in his own muddled way) about how his friend has changed over the course of a short time. Doing this, he almost runs into one of the Arcane Guardians roaming the city. Feeling the wind ruffling his fur, Blackfang begins to relax a little. "Maim-kill-hurt-destroy" thinks Blackfang; If we were to correctly transcribe the thoughts of the wolf, we'd say something like "The feeling of ripping out the throat of superior predators; The prey killing the predator on a moon-darkened* night". Blackfang quickly finds prey in the woods outside Silvermoon City. Not any particular challenge to him, but mangling any prey is better than being kept in Zul'fan's room. * Moon-darkened is how Blackfang thinks of the moon when skies are hiding it.
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