The sound of a crackling fire and smell of smoke provoked my mind to wake up. My vision was no longer blurred but my body ached with so much pain that I had challenging time opening my eyes.

I groaned as I propped myself up on my elbows, only to find that my left arm seemed much more hurt than I thought, it spasmed which caused agonizing pain to shoot up my body, I bit my bottom lip to prevent myself from screaming and laid my arm back on the ground while lifting myself up with the other. I looked around the cliff, Galan was awake and was putting sticks on the fire while Levo kept it going with his breath.

Galan's ears perked straight upright for a moment. "Kadarith?" Galan must've heard the groan I had made as he looked up. He read my expression of discomfort and limped over; kneeling down right in front of me. He looked worried, his ears were back and his eyes glowed as if he had been crying a few minutes ago.

"Hey," I forced myself to smile at him, "What's the damage?" It was meant to ask him how bad he was hurt, but he misunderstood.

"Looks like a few broken ribs and cracked bone in the arm." He pointed over to a poorly made bandage on my forearm, "I tried to heal it but its the bones, got to wait until they heal on their own."

Druid healing spells worked on cuts and scratches and internal issues, but if someone was to break an arm or leg or crack one of their bones, the spells wouldn't work, they'd have to wait for it to heal without any spells to help it.

"I was talking about you," I reached a hand out and pet one of his ears, feeling the softness of it, "If you thought I didn't see you limp then you were wrong." I grunted as pain flew through my ribs from the movement and I quickly brought my hand back to lay limp on the ground in front of me.

Galan put a hand under my chin and lifted my head so he could look into my eyes, "Im fine, nothing to worry about, just a sore leg, but you... What am I going to do with you Kada?"

"Taking me home is going to be one thing," I grinned at him and a small smile spread on his face, then he chuckled and shook his head.

"Of course, someone has to be the one to get you to safety and take care of you until you're better, even when it happens all the time," Galan took his hand away from my chin and went back to the fire, "We'll stay here a bit longer, and then I'll help you get onto Arlin."

I nodded, "Okay." Resting my head down on the ground again, I closed my eyes to listen to the sound of the fire some more."And not all the time... just sometimes."

"Oh of course." Galan was now talking to the mounts, saying how cute and brave they were. I giggled at that. It was strange to see him like this, normally he was rather aggressive and could be extremely rude without intending to be. He had said it was the Worgen side of him that did that, I believed him when he said it, there have always been rumors that Worgens are aggressive because of that feral wolf side of them. Before he had become a Worgen he had been a very nice person, not that he isn't nice now.

I never used to talk, used to be very quiet when no one I knew was around. Galan was one of the people that I grew to like and helped me open up a bit. Although I still liked being quiet most of the time, it gave me more time to think.

My mind wandered to how I had met Galan, there was a group of five Alliance, one of which was Galan, that had been roaming the landscape of Hellfire Peninsula mainly near Thrallmar, waiting for an unlucky Horde to walk out.

I was just a low gear back then, I had some decent gear but not completely, I was doing a quest to kill some Orcs on the road that led to the Hellfire Citadel when I had heard some cheers and laughing so I went to go see what was going on.

Just outside of Thrallmar were Galan and his group taunting a low gear who was on his flying mount hovering in the air, just out of their reach. I had walked up next to the group and looked at the Horde and laughed at him too.

We had all stayed like that for awhile, his group didn't seem to mind me and eventually they asked if I needed help with questing, I said yes, and they had all helped. Slowly the group started to separate and everyone had gone back to their own places to get some sleep or just to relax, Galan was left with me at Honor Hold, giving me gold for a faster and better mount and after that he took me home.

Ever since that day we kept in contact, calling for each other whenever one of us needed help or gold or anything else, which that turned into a friendship, a close friendship. Not sure how it happened, just from randomly finding him one day and joining him, but it turned out to be a good thing.

'Never thought I'd be friends with a Worgen before, considering they're such a new race... One that Alliance had wanted to kill before... Hmm... If Worgens can join the Alliance than why don't all of the people in the Northrend, and maybe even Kalimdor join? Fighting each other will get us nowhere' That was something I'd usually think of, it's strange, why should Horde and Alliance fight? What's the point to it anyway?

"Hey!" Galan raised his voice, "Are you even listening?"

I looked at him, he was standing with his arms folded staring down at me. "Hmm?" I murmured as I used my good arm to lift myself into a sitting position, my bones and muscles screamed in protest and I winced against it but as soon as I sat down the pain caused my body to shake for a few moments then settled down shortly afterward.

Galan, wide eyed, ears back, and mouth gaped open, asked, "Are you alright? Never seen you do that before."

"Yeah, just hurting a bit is all."

"Mrm..." He snorted and turned to Alrin, "Okay girl, help me get her up." He approached me and I raised my arms up, like a toddler expecting to be picked up, he grabbed my good arm by the forearm and other from the shoulder as he hauled me to my feet.

The sudden movement caused some of my broken ribs to shift slightly and I yowled in agony. Just for that second I felt like I couldn't breath, I gasped and whined as I stumbled to get away from the pain, completely forgetting Galan was holding me.

Galan gasped, grabbing me as to keep me from falling over. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! That was my fault." He tried to soothe as he steadied me and held both of my shoulders. "I'm sorry."

I stared at him as the tears rolled down my face then, almost instinctively, I slammed my good hand into his arm, "That hurt!!"

He winced, only slightly, before putting one of my arms over his head, and his other around my waist, "I deserved that." We walked, or more of limped, over to Arlin and Galan lifted me onto her.

The first thing I did was lay back in her saddle, wishing we had never gone to Grom'Gol Base Camp for so long. It would take forever to heal like this, and considering we had signed up for a battleground if I couldn't make it then Galan would be going alone.

I sighed and breathed as calmly as I could. I slowly sat back up to watch Galan hop onto Koba, ForestStalker was already laying on Levo's back.

Without any warning Arlin flew off the ground, hovering above it as she waited for Galan and Levo to fly in front of her to lead the way. As soon as they were a reasonable distance away Arlin followed.

I tried to relax by looking at all the trees, rivers, and small lakes we passed. It was a beautiful sight, although whenever you fly a flying mount you see things like this all the time, get a good view of the world. It was all too familiar for me to be impressed with it, or surprised, but it was still a nice sight to see.

Conveniently, I was right about us being on the side of the Redridge Mountains, so Stormwind City was just a five minute flight.

Galan had flown directly to his home, in Old Town, mine was on the complete other side of that, The Mage Quarters, I had once lived in The Park a few months ago before the Dragon "Deathwing" had destroyed it. Arlin landed in front of Galan's house, startling a few of the pedestrians that were walking by.

Galan landed Koba on the top of his home and Levo landed beside Arlin.

"Home sweet home right?" Galan looked over at me as he crawled down from the roof and over to Arlin. He reached up to me and I grabbed one of his shoulders to help him get me down, once I was down he picked me up again and held me like a child before turning toward his house.

"I don't need to be babied you know." I playfully glared at him, I did appreciate his kindness though, walking would be much more painful then being carried.

He looked down at me and huffed, "Really now? Would you like me to drop you here?"

I clung to him with my good arm, "No, no, no, I'm fine... Just keep going."

Galan laughed and walked inside of his house, toward his room, and set me down on the bed, "Don't move, I'll be right back." He stepped out of the room and I could hear him call out to the Mounts, "Arlin, Koba, go to the stables, Forest and Levo, go back to Kadarith's house, I'll call you when I need you."

Arlin and Koba didn't have a stable next to their house, like mine did, so they usually had to fly outside of the Stormwind area to the Eastvale Logging Camp, where Galan had a few friends with stables that could watch them.

A few minutes after he returned to the room and sat beside the bed, "You should get some sleep, I'm going out to find someone who's good at First Aid," He tapped my nose with his finger, "And when I get back, I'll get you some food."

I smiled at him, "Thanks for this."

"What are friends for?" He smiled back at me as he stood up, got some blankets and tucked me into the bed,"Now don't break anything while I'm gone." He pivoted around on his heel and limped toward the door. As soon as he was at it I grinned and called out, "What? No lullaby?"

He paused, looked over his shoulder at me and shook his head with a huge smirk on his face, "Not today dear." Then he laughed and the last thing I heard was the door closing and locking.

'Dear? Never called me that before.' I looked up at the ceiling, smiling the entire time. I shifted into a comfortable position to make sure my ribs wouldn't hurt so much, and rested my bad arm on a pillow next to me. Letting my thoughts drift away, I allowed sleep to claim me.

I wasn't sure how long I had fallen asleep for but when I awoke I saw Galan and another person in the room, Galan was in his Human form, which was extremely rare to see. The other person appeared to be Shaina Fuller, a First Aid trainer.

They were talking to one another at the foot of the bed so I cleared my throat to get their attention.

They both turned to look at me, Galan smiled and Shaina waved a hand.

"Got yourself into a pretty bad battle huh?" Shaina said crossing her arms over her chest, "Lucky you didn't get yourself killed, anyway, your arm is all bandaged up, I put a manuel and some more bandages on the nightstand." She pointed and I followed her finger to look at it, "They're for your ribs, I don't think you'd like it if we put those on without your permission."

I nodded in appreciation, "Thank you."

"No problem, if you two need anything else, just let me know." Shaina smiled, "I recommend you don't get up for a few weeks as well, when you feel like your ribs are better then you can start to move again." With that, she turned and left the house.

As soon as she left Galan pulled up a chair and sat next to the bed, "You think you're going to be feeling well soon?" He asked.

"Mhm." I replied and nodded, I noticed that on his leg he had bandages and I immediately looked at him with concern, "Was your leg worse than you thought?" I asked.

He grumbled, "Yeah... Not really bad though," awkward silence seemed to settle in for a few minutes, although it felt like hours, "I'll... I'll go get you something to eat, you get those bandages on."

I playfully saluted him, "Yes sir!" Galan left the room without another word, shutting the door behind him. "Don't come in without knocking!" I yelled out.

Waiting a couple of minutes, I sat up, grunting in pain and reached for the bandages; I took off my armor and tossed it off to the side. Next was my shoulder armor and then my shirt, I stared at the manual on how to put the bandages on, after several failed attempts I finally was able to get it right. I grabbed hold of my shirt and put it on again while putting the book back on the nightstand.

With the bandages now covering my ribs, I felt much better, although they still hurt whenever I moved or even breathed but it was bearable compared to when I didn't have them.

I laid down in the bed for another ten minutes before there was a quiet tapping on the door. "Come in." I said, getting up into a sitting position with my legs crossed and arms laying on my lap.

Galan stepped in, he was back in his typical Worgen form. In his claws was a tray with what looked like bread and some soup, he walked up to the bed, balanced the tray in one hand, and moved the book away from the nightstand before setting down the tray.

After that, he crawled up onto the bed and sat, opposite of me, and we both stared at each other for a moment. He sat with both legs outstretched and both his hands in between them, like how he'd usually sit in Bear Form.

I giggled and took the tray off the nightstand and put it on my lap so I could eat. I had just grabbed the utensils when Galan asked, "What's so funny?"

"You look adorable when you sit like that." I said in response as I took a spoonful of the soup, I blew on it to make sure it wouldn't burn my mouth before I ate it.

"Oh aren't I always? Who could resist a Worgen?"

He was in one of those rare funny moods, so I decided to keep him in that mood and play along, "Hah, a giant fur ball like you? I bet so many people would love to have a Worgen shedding all over their house and howling every time they see a moon," I laughed.

"Oh really? Well you don't seem to mind that at all whenever I go to your place now do you?" He said smugly.

"Hrm I'm used to you, I bet right now, since this is your house, you got lots of fur all over the furniture and even in this bed, I'm probably sitting in it."

Galan burst into laughter, "Believe me! I tried shaving, it doesn't work, so you're probably right. I look better with the fur anyway."

I giggled some more and continued to eat the soup.

We were back to the silence, although I guaranteed we were still mentally laughing about the conversation we had just had. I quickly finished the soup and bread and handed the tray back to Galan.

He took it and got off of the bed to walk back to the kitchen, he returned moments later but this time he only stayed in the doorway, "You know, you have my bed so where am I going to sleep tonight?"

I grinned, "You got a couch don't you?" He perked one of his ears up in amusement while tilting his head, "or you could move me to the couch and you can have the bed, doesn't really matter to me."

Galan raised his hand and shook it, "Nah, I'll get the couch, we got plenty of hours to burn, well I do anyway you have to keep resting, I'll just grab a blanket and sleep there, it's not the most comfiest thing in the world, but at least it's something."

I nodded, "Okay, if you ever want the bed back you can just shove me off of it." I laughed.

"Noted!" Galan laughed as well and turned around, "You rest now, I'm going to be back in a few hours, so have some sweet dreams while I'm gone."

"Will do, don't get into trouble... Like usual." I laid back down, hearing Galan huff with amusement and then I heard the door shut once again, everything became quiet. 'Well, time for some more naps'