Moonlight of Elune :: Yanw Isilme en' Elune. Lle na ithil'quessir.

Mikra was born in a cave. Her mother had to leave her there because otherwise her father would kill her. So Mikra grew up in the cave, which was on Mount Hyjal. Some Nightsabers had found her when she was younger. They thought her to survive and how to hunt. When Mikra was at the age of 20 she made her first bow out of the big tree at the top of mount Hyjal. She had been learned to ask the tree first for permission to take on of its twig. Because the tree didn’t answer, Mikra thought that didn’t mean “no” so she broke a twig from the tree. She sat long at the lake to create the new bow. She did the hardest she could and it took a long while. She sat the all the night. The twig was so straight so she had to put it into water to bend it. She let it lay in the lake for some hours. She slept at that time. As soon as she had woken she finished the bow. She bent it and put a string on it. The string she found beside her as she woke up. She felt very lucky when she did that. Or else it would have taken some more time to finish it. She didn’t know what it was made of, but she could tell that it was very strong. The only thing that’s missing now was the arrows so she could test it. She had some wood left from the twig, so she took them and started to make the arrows. It was a bit harder, because they had been in the water also. When the arrows were finished she decided to go to sleep first and hunt at the night. She took the bow and arrows and then she climbed up the big tree and she found a big twig that she decided to sleep on. She woke up after some hours. She decided to climb down. She didn’t know where to go and hunt so she took out a flute that she had in her pocket and then played a tune. Then a Nightsaber came. Mikra climbed up on it and then they ride down the mountain. It took a while, but when they got down she heard something from the south. “Quick, ride to the sound” Mikra said to the Nightsaber. The Nightsaber and Mikra had some sort of connection with each other so the Nightsaber understanded Mikra. He ran as fast as he could. At the time they got there they saw a group of Taurens attacking a Nightelf. They Taurens were just going to attack the Nightelf again. The Nightelf was beaten up very much, you could tell that by looking at he’s clothes. The Taurens were using some sort of Halberds that had a long shaft. The Nightelf didn’t stand a chance against the Taurens, so Mikra decided to cut in. She took fourth her bow and put an arrow to the string. Then she tryed to shot one of the Taurens, she didn’t know if she was going to hit it or not, but she shot already so it was too late to back out of the fight. The arrow just flew past the Taurens, one of them noticed her and shouted. The others looked at her way. They stopped to beat up the Nightelf, but now it was Mikra that was under attack. The Taurens ran against her with full speed. Mikra didn’t know what to do. Just as one of the Taurens came to her an arrow hit he’s head. Mikra’s Nightsaber ran away as soon as Mikra jumped up to a tree. When she looked down she saw that all of the Taurens were killed. She felt relived. She jump down again and went to the Nightelf. She thought that he was the one that had killed the Taurens. “Hi, who are you?” she asked the Nightelf. The Nightelf answered: “I’m Mishrim and I’m one of the arch druids in Felwood. And may I ask, who are you?” “I’m Mikra, don’t do any special, just living in the wood with my Nightsabers” Mikra answered. She had never heard about any arch druids in the Felwood, but she could say she didn’t believe him. She saw he’s eyes and they didn’t lie. “You are the one that saved us, didn’t you?” said Mikra. “No, I thought it was you, but now that you are asking it can’t be you. Wonder who it could be” he said. They looked around to see if the person that had saved them is still there, but they could see him. “I wonder who or what it was” Mikra thought.