Telless rode slowly through the cave, brushing the dust of her travels from her armour as she went. A refreshing dip alongside the ship, sheltered in Arathi's hidden cove, would be lovely, provided those damn peeking crew could keep their eyes to themselves. What was it they found so interesting about Draenai? Was it her willowy height, her alien blue complexion, or was it simply the hooves? Ah, what the hell! she thought, they could pry all they liked. It had been a hard ride up from Ironforge and no lecherous crewman would stop her enjoying her bath!
As she descended the slope and cast a spell to enable her Talbuk to ride across the surface of the gleaming waters to the comforts of the Ship, a shadow fell upon her. She looked up with interest - it was some kind of Drake, but unlike any she had seen in the skies around here before. A very rare Albino one, and it must be domesticated, for it had what appeared to be an Exile rider upon it.
She looked up, impressed, shading her eyes from the sun. It reminded her of something... Yes, she had seen one previously, a hatchling of similar colouring. It had been some months before, far away in Outland. Maybe it would be ready for training some time soon.
Ah, but she had many more mounts to wrangle before she could match such an achievement... She had spied a rare variety of Nether Ray she'd never seen before just a few days before, and she was determined to make him her own. Hawkrath her epic Griffon had been pestering her for a new set of reins and armour in fine green leather. They would both have to come before tracking down and training the Albino.
And she had that new engineering project - Her learned friend Kharina had suggested some adjustments that might be made to her turbo-charged Gyrocopter, but she would need to build a new, non-turbocharged version to test the theory. That might keep her greasy-fingered and confined to the Gnomish quarter for weeks on its own.
For the meantime, she would have to simply be content to bathe unmolested by spying eyes, for she could see even from here that the crew were all distracted by the sight of her colleague and the glistening white Drake, wheeling high above in the afternoon sun...
OOC grats mate, hope to join you in 12 mounts time