Though elven feet were never meant
To cross the paths that I have found
This elf at least will not relent
Will follow roads crooked and bent
To guide me glimmering wisps are sent
Illuminating death-cursed ground

Each step is echoed faint but strong
As paw meets brick or windblown sand
My Baraq sings his hunting song
Though he too knows we don't belong
On shadowed roads where life went wrong
Where once-dead souls now walk the land

His fangs and paws, my bow and blade
Perhaps together can withstand
Those who haunt this ruined glade
Who trail us like some grim parade
And in cruel lines they are arrayed
Our lives the price that they demand

We fight, my cunning pet and I
Outnumbered but resisting fear
Determined that if here we die
And dead, we stare up at the sky
If we are found, around us lie
Proof that our death was purchased dear

Now back to back we fierce two wait
Expecting soon the end to see
But Elves, like cats, are friends with Fate
And though nine lives aren't on my plate
This time I'd not pass through Death's gate
Instead night's favored led me free

His daggers gleamed with magics bright
Poison-slicked, intent to kill
From shadowed vantage, cloaked in night
He leapt to stand firm at my right,
And now did elves and feline fight
With fierce-swung blows and deadly skill

Dawn's rays illuminated ground
Soaked in ichor, bathed in gore
My knees were weak, I tumbled down
To lay in stupor 'till the sound
Of gentle words brought me around
Awake, alive, though bruised and sore

We left triumphant and I vowed
That when my strength and skill had grown
I'd once more leave Alliance crowd
And walk with head held high and proud
Where battlecries had once rang loud
I'd make that deadly field my own