A Visit with Poreen by LeahLovesHorses, literature
Literature
A Visit with Poreen
The breeze was cool and pleasant as it swept across the grassy plains of Mulgore. Gently it tousled Leah’s hot pink mohawk as she stood leaning against the nearby bridge support. The ground was cold and damp under her feet from the rainstorm which had swept across the plains the night before. She and Taj rested along the southern edge of Stonebull Lake just off the path outside of Bloodhoof Village. Parched from the long ride through the sweltering Barrens, the troll’s trusty raptor drank eagerly from the cool, clear lake. Leah held his bosal and reins in her hands as she scanned the surface of the water. The lake appeared deep an
One day, you’ll think of him, and it won’t hurt anymore. You’ll remember all the good times and be happy for them, and you’ll be at peace.
Five years ago, after news reached Leah that her beloved Boaris was missing and presumed dead, this was the wisdom Poreen had offered her. Leah’s tauren friend was pragmatic and discerning, and the hunter respected her a great deal, but at the time, the words had been little comfort.
However as the days passed, Leah found that in a way Poreen was right. With a smile on her face, she could recall Boaris’s easy manner, his cheesy sense of humor, and the graceful way he d