Shadows of the Wolf-Claws

[Vashnarz]

As the moon shines on an open meddow, Nothing in sight but a lone she-orc standing up looking at the sky. The She-orc is dressed in pure furs. Looking as if she is almost a beast herself. The she-orc raises her head revealing Vashnarz's young featured face and looks around in an almost panic-state.

"No...the same..what.." she whispers.

Vashnarz reaches for her bow. Finding nothing. She bares her teeth slightly and crouches down peering about. Nothing. No noice. Only the very faint sound of her breath escaping her lips.

"YOU ARE THE SAME AS US! WHAT ARE YOU DOING COWERING BEFORE NOTHING! STAND TALL AND PROUD WITH WHAT YOU ARE WITH WHAT YOU WILL ALWAYS BE!"

A loud echoing of many voices from the very air.
Vashnarz looks about still keeping her crouched posture. Looking about almost franticly. She turns behind her as she hears a slight rustle in the wind and eyes the four large muscley orcs clad in the same very furs Vashnarz herself was wearing. However the four were wearing wolf masks all the same. She growls slightly and rises to her feet to stand up.

"NO YOU WILL KNEEL!"

The four orcs shouted in unison and pushed there hands forward and by the force of their will, forced Vashnarz to fall to her knees.

A few moments later Vashnarz opened her eyes looking around several times lying next to her was Rargnasha and Grogona as she rolls out her furs panting heavily sweat drips from her face as she sits in the cornor.

"No...not again..no..not..again..."  She whispers putting her head on her knees.