Phoebe Majere
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The Tauren sat by the fire, whittling away at the small piece of wood between his three-fingered hands. So intent on working at his masterpiece, he didn't look up at the Draenei that sat on the opposite side of the fire.

"I'm bored," she said and let out her bottom lip, resting her head upon her hand.

The Tauren said nothing but continued to whittle away. He stopped to examine his work, glancing up at the blue female across the way from him. Shaking his head, causing the ring in his nose to rattle, he reached into his pack and pulled out a cylindrical piece of wood. "Here," he said simply, tossing the wood to his companion.

She scrambled to grab it before it fell in the fire, giving him an evil glare. "What am I supposed to do with this?"

He didn't answer her, but continued to work, hoping she'd understand his intentions.

She let out a large sigh, pulled a knife from her side, and began to hack away ungraciously at the wooden thing in her hand. A few minutes later, after having made no progress and having made such a huge mess of the piece of wood, she threw it angrily into the fire. "This is boring!"

The Tauren stood up quickly and snatched the wood from the fire, sitting back down and blowing on his hand.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" she said aloud and rushed to his side, looking at his hand.

He pulled away from her roughly and continued to whittle away. It was then she realized he was making a figurine. Of a Draenei female. Wait...that female looked familiar? Long hair draped over the shoulders with long bangs to cover most of the forehead, horns that curved down next to the face, even the tendrils near the face were there. Such intricate detail!

"Why...why are you doing that?" she asked, tears forming in her eyes as she reached for his hand, whispering a quick prayer to heal his burnt hand.

He glanced up then from his handiwork to regard the Draenei. "Why do you think?" he responded and went back to work, carving out the final fold in the robes. When he was done, he held it up in front of his face, and then handed it to her. "For you."

Even though he didn't say much, ever, he was definitely the sweetest Horde she had ever met! The Draenei flung her arms over his broad shoulders, reaching only around one shoulder to touch her fingertips to the other side of his neck, and buried her face in his fur.