War Kitty

Last night I got my Black War Tiger. Actually I had already purchased him with 30 marks each from my service in Warsong Gulch, Arathi Basin, and Alterac Valley, but I could not ride him until I trained. Having a faster mount requires a better rider. I summoned him while I stood with the trainer and rode him back to Stormwind with a fellow war veteran.

Nine, my new friend, is like myself, a female night elf, but her training stems from dark service as a death knight. I must say she rips through the battlefield with a vengence. We have discussed traveling to Outland together once our current service is over. Both of us are returning to the battlefield to earn more so we can buy gear. I'm looking to getting a new helm. I think she's wanting a sword. I met her through her brother, a druid like me, though he is much more skilled. He escorted me through Blackrock and invited me to go into Dire Maul. He's a very solemn person, much like Nine. I guess it runs in the family.

In between various battles, I rode up through Felwood and ventured through the Timbermaw tunnel to Winterspring, a lovely placd covered with snow. It's so breathtaking, but cold. Everything glitters like ice. Nine did not like it so much as I did.

As soon as I manage to get going for the day, I must train further in my druid skills. I'm sure that will cost a small fortune in gold, but it's worth it. I will need all the help I can get in Hellfire.

If I can remember, I will take a picture of my war kitty in the next battle. It will be so nice to not be passed by anymore!