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As the exhausted Night Elf laid back, the large red cat still atop her, her eyes were once again drawn to the Cheetah in the cage over, who seemed to have taken to licking his throbbing member. 'Great, now I'm helping two feral creatures get their rocks off, this day just keeps getting better,' Kaylai thought, trying to convince her body to get out from under the large red lynx. It seemed however that her estrus driven body was content to stay right where it was. She could tolerate the sex, if only for the short jaunts in which it happened, but she had a growing sense of dread that being forced to have sex was not the only thing on this Orc's agenda.

She stared up at Red, only to realize the giant lumbering oaf had fallen asleep. 'Well doesn't that just add insult to injury, either the sex wore him out, or he legitimately doesn't find me interesting once he's gotten his fair share,' a heavy sigh overtaking her. She tried to work against her body. If it would not let her out from under Red; at the very least perhaps it would allow her to get more comfortable in this cramped cage.

"I can let you out of there you know?" came a voice from the cage beside her.

Her ears quickly zeroed in on the source of the sound, finding that it had come from the Cheetah next to her. 'Feral Cheetahs can't talk; I'm not that insane yet,' her mind tried to wrap around how the beast in the cage over could have possibly spoken. Slowly the pieces of the puzzle began to come together, as she once again stared back at Red. He wasn't just asleep, he was completely out cold. Out of a mix of concern and curiosity, she quickly ran a paw along Red's side, realizing that his breathing was incredibly shallow. The subtle changes in temperature and smell tipped her off that something was not quite right.

'He's not just asleep. Someone's put him under the effects of hibernation...' her eyes quickly darted back to the cheetah in the adjoining cage, noticing that a trail of green vapors seemed to be emanating from its paws. Her hopes began to soar, she knew of very few who were capable of putting a beast like Red to sleep with such ease, but it would not be difficult for a well-trained druid. She attempted to shift her weight, trying to push Red off of her, but her body refused to move, wanting instead for the sleeping beast cock to remain nestled inside of her.

'I swear when I break these bonds, I'm going to kill that Orc,' she said, struggling to overcome the arcane powers holding her in place. With each successive push against the arcane force, it came flooding back to her, pushing her deeper and deeper down.

"That's why you're not fighting this eh? I should have known something was up, a Night Elf Druid without its soul collar. Each time you fight back against him, you lose more and more of your memories. Each time you try to break through you lose more and more of yourself to the feral beast. And to think that the worst part about it was that clumsy hunter doesn't even know what he removed. How much longer can you hold out for Night Elf? A month? A week? A few more hours?" The cheetah seemed to chuckle as Kaylai's mind struggled to move her aching body out from under the Lynx's weight.

'Can you hear me?' Kaylai thought, almost crying.

"Of course I can hear you. That hunter may have managed to suppress your druidic nature and your free will, but he's as clumsy as the next hunter when it comes to magic. Your thoughts scream loud and clear to anyone who has been trained to listen," the cheetah began to make its way towards the front of the cage. 'Help me, please, this isn't right. Please, I'll do anything if you'll help me out of this, I am slipping away,' Kaylai said, her emotions pushing through her thoughts, almost as if her inner mind was sobbing.

"Oh, I would help you, if I had any intention of being useful to you Night Elf, but sadly for you, you're not in the company of your own kin," the Cheetah seemed to say mockingly, slowly slipping a claw along the metallic structure of the cage, fiddling with the locking mechanism. "No instead, I take great pleasure in knowing that one of your arrogant kind would be foolish enough to be capture by a hunter, to be bred like a common beast. I shall take great joy in watching you slip into the darkness girl."

'Who are you, what are you?!' Kaylai pleaded, desperation rising in her voice. The Cheetah's claw quickly made its way unlocking the gate, padding his way onto the rickety wooden floor of the cargo Hold. She watched in horror as a cloud of dust and leaves began to kick up around the Cheetah, a massive creature slowly emerging as the debris cleared. What stood before her was a pitch black Tauren Druid, the markings immediately recognizable as those of the Grimtotem. 'No, that's... what?' Kaylai's mind racing as she tried to identify the stout creature.

"You're not the only druid on this ship little Kaylai, though I doubt very much that silly Goblin knew the Cheetah he was taming was working as a spy. I fooled the little green nuisance into believing that I was his faithful companion, in return he dragged me up and down Horde cities. So much free knowledge, all for lying about in the Barrens Sun, I wouldn't call that too bad of a tradeoff. I was hoping to make my way once we had gotten out of Silvermoon, but you present an even more interesting prospect ," the Tauren began to lean down, fiddling with the lock on the cage door.

'Keep away from me monster, even the Horde have rejected your kind as too cruel," she cried out desperately fighting with her body to get out from under Red. "You just keep fighting little girl, and you are so little aren't you? You are barely of age to be on the field of battle. No wonder you were such easy prey to capture for a fool like Salvo."

'What?' Kaylai's mind tried to piece together how this Grimtotem could know so much about her.

"It's simple girl, that spirit bond you share with Salvo is like an open book for anyone to read, your passing thoughts, and your slipping memories only to be treasured by a select few. It is a shame that feral beast was so heavy handed in your deflowering; I am quite interested in how much he loosened you up. I do hope it wasn't too much, it would be such a shame for such a pretty creature like yourself," the Tauren's hands continuing to fiddle with the lock in front of the cage.

'You stay away from me, you sick freak,' Kaylai's mind pushing as much as it could, finally managing to convince her body to move out from under the sleeping Red. "I don't see where you have much choice in the matter, between your weakened state and impending pregnancy; your body would sooner submit than fight," the lock on the cage door falling casually to the floor, the Tauren quickly working to pull the cage door open.

'I think you underestimate just what kind of mess you're getting yourself into here Grimtotem Scum,' Kaylai said, managing to spit upon the hooves of the quickly intruding creature. 'Unlike Red and Salvo that arcane force isn't acting in any way to try and stop me from doing all kinds of incredibly cruel things to you,' with that Kaylai leaped out from under Red, tackling the Tauren to the floor. Her claws quickly sank into his heavy leather armor, her teeth making their way for his neck.

The Tauren reacted quickly, grabbing the nearly panther sized feline by the neck and throwing her with a degree of ease into the wall of the Cargo Hold. "Well It's good to see that you're at least going to put up a fight, I would have hated for a submissive mating," the Tauren chuckled, revealing a long polearm. Kaylai was in no mood to play any more games; she began sprinting for the Tauren, charging him with all of her might, leaping for his throat, her claws extended, and an almost feral savagery overtaking her.

In response, the Tauren quickly used the Polearm's blunt side to slam into the charging cat's side knocking her to the ground of the cargo hold and knocking the wind from her lungs. Kaylai quickly regained her composure, her rage building inside, she prepared for another charge, the muscles throughout her body beginning to ripple. A bellowing roar came from the incredibly enraged feline, running once again at her opponent.

"You'll never defeat me attacking like some kind of wild Animal," The Grimtotem said, once again knocking her from her charge midflight, this time cracking Kaylai over the skull. Slightly dazed, Kaylai quickly realized the last blow had caused some kind of laceration and the blood had begun to trickle down the side of her face. 'Well come on then, if you're so good with that polearm, why don't you end this before I kill you?' The wild eyed feline recovering quickly as Kaylai once again prepared to attack her opponent.

"Having sex with a corpse is about as fun as it sounds," the Tauren chuckled never losing his composure. 'Is that all I am to you sick monsters, just some creature to have sex with?' Kaylai lowered her head, rushing the tall and well-armed Grimtotem druid. With another swift movement, the polearm once again came crashing against her skull, sweeping her to the side. "Yeah basically," he chuckled, "It's either kill you or mate with you, and in truth only one of those seems really interesting right now,"

Kaylai began to cough up some blood onto the deck of the cargo room, her head hurting her more than she recalled. 'You're not the only one on this ship that has figured out how to cast magic while in a feral form Grimtotem,' Kaylai thought, a bubble of confidence and laughter echoing in her mind. 'I'll give being stuck in this form one benefit, and that has to be the sheer amount of time I've had to focus on trying to figure out how to cast spells.'

A massive burst of light and leaves swirled around the battered feline, a small cyclone of wind making its way towards the Grimtotem, quickly ensnaring and spinning him around. Kaylai took the opportunity to shift into the shadows, relying on the relative stealth that her feral form could provide her. She hoped that if she could attack him from behind she could end this. As the winds of the cyclone faded, she began to make her way to his backside preparing to pounce.

"Foolish child, after this many years of battle, do you honestly think a trick like that will work?" his hands quickly coming together, a searing pain overtaking Kaylai, as a beam of intense light came from the ceiling of the cargo hold. Kaylai cried out, the pain proving to be incredibly intense. "And don't even think about trying to call out to your Orc friend, I've dampened the link between the two of you, he can't even hear you cry out in pain. Now stand still while I claim my prize," the Tauren quickly summoning up magical forces.

Roots quickly rose up from the wooden floor, wrapping around Kaylai's paws. She tried to pull up against them, only to find them becoming stronger with each attempt. The Taruen before her vanished into a cloud of dust and leaves, revealing in his place a rather shaggy looking coyote. Kaylai tried to snap at the Coyote as he casually strolled past her, his nose quickly dipping to the ground around her. She tried yet again to pull free from the roots binding her to the floor, only to feel as the thorns in the roots dug into her skin, drawing yet more blood. Kaylai attempted to turn her neck to try and bite at the creature which was preparing to take her. As she turned around she saw the scruffy looking beast pushing its nose under her tail.

Kaylai attempted to user her tail to swat at him, only to have the canine respond by biting into it, causing her to yelp in yet more pain. She could only watch on as the canine began to lap up the juices her enflamed vulva seemed to be producing. His tongue was different from that of Red's, its texture not as rough, more velvet like. She shuttered, a mix of pleasure and irritation escaping her mind. She attempted to shift her weight to get away from the invading tongue. The movement caused yet more vines and roots to come shooting out of the wooden deck, wrapping around her midsection and pulling it upwards. Another set of roots wrapped around her neck, dragging her closer to the deck of the ship.

The vile creature continued his oral assault, the broad strokes running from the fur just between her legs all the way up her wet slit. She tried to user her tail to once again brush aside the bothersome intruder, only to have it bitten again, this time feeling as blood drawn by the bite dripped to the floor below. She couldn't help but gasp as the canine's tongue made its way into her folds, drawing a shiver from Kaylai.

"Never felt a knot before have you girl?" the Canine chuckled, his muzzle pressed against her entrance. 'No, not again, not this time, THIS IS ENOUGH,' Kaylai's mind screamed out, trying once again to fight against the roots which bound her, the pain shooting up her legs as the roots dug into her skin. 'I am not some plaything, not for you, not for that Orc, and not for some feral beast,' her neck pulled against the roots that held it in place, causing thorns to rip into her tender flesh. As she tried to remove herself from the thorn infested root ball, she felt as the Coyote's weight was atop her.

She began to try and user her claws to shred at the roots holding her in place, only to discover that as she destroyed them, more would come back to take their place. The Coyote was wasting no time either, she felt as his slimy member ran across her belly, slick against the fur that Red had been paying so much attention to earlier. In a few quick thrust the Coyote was inside of her, her mind and body cried out in pain, as the Coyote was much bigger than red had ever been.

Kaylai felt as if this creature was going to tear her in to, her warm tunnel quickly wrapping itself around the intruding member. "Oh my, yes, you are tight," the Coyote called out, slobber running down Kaylai's back. She felt as if he was pushing all the way into her womb, her insides feeling completely filled by the throbbing cock. 'GET OFF!' Kaylai's mind screamed out, a single claw breaking free of the wooden chains, only to be bound again almost immediately. "Oh you are feisty," he cried, each time his hips bucking against her, his soft furry balls slapping away.

She felt as something slowly began to build at the base of his large cock, a combination of fear and surprise beginning to overtake her. He was already filling her completely. She didn't think she could take much more of him inside of her. Each time he slammed against her, she could feel as slowly the bulge wanted to make its way into her. Her ears flattened, as she attempted to use her mouth to gnaw the roots holding her neck in place, she wanted no part in this continued violation.

'Get off me, please... get off me,' Kaylai cried, the muscles in her body strained from trying to escape her bonds. With her plea, she felt as the massive beast's knot passed through her entrance, quickly swelling. She was horrified by the amount of pain it caused her, her insides felt as if they were about to burst. The Coyote's seed began to pour into her, almost as if it was pouring directly into her womb. She cried out as even her silken insides could not take the pain of the knot that was tying the two together. She attempted to pull against him, only to be filled with disgust as his knot would not leave. Instead each time she pulled attempting to free herself, she felt as more saliva ran down her backside, and more seeded poured into her fertile womb.

The two stood there for what seemed like hours, with each passing moment, Kaylai tried to escape from the roots and knot which held her in place, only to realize that she had once again been overpowered. She tried to summon up the last of her magical strength, to try and call in a burst of nature's fury. Unfortunately, even while firmly lodged inside of her, the Coyote was easily able to dodge her attack. She listened in horror as he began to say the words required to put her into a deep sleep, the darkness quickly overtaking her.

"LUNA!"

Salvo cried upon walking into the storage room. His prized Night Elf druid beaten to a bloody pulp, splayed out across the floor. There were blood stains all across the cargo area where it had been clear the druid had been in some kind of fight. Salvo quickly rushed over to the sleeping druid, noticing that her breathing was incredibly shallow. "Marin! Get in here!" Salvo cried, his hands reaching into his pack for medical supplies.

He promptly began to dress Kaylai's wounds in various strips and bandages, trying desperately to resuscitate the sleeping feline. He pulled some strange aromatic leaves from his pack, placing them along some of the deeper cuts and bruises, quickly biting off the tips of the leaves and rubbing the green fluids that escaped from the stem into the bandages. His hand, shaking, nervously stroked the druid's ears and head. "Please wake up, please don't be gone," Salvo began muttering, taking a linen cloth and soaking it in water.

Marin came running down the steps in the cargo hold. "Oh my, what happened in here Salvo?" the small goblin cried out, "I don't know Marin, but if I find out who's responsible for this, they are going to pay," Salvo responded, growing irritation in his voice. "I want you to drag your crew into this room, I want to find out which one of them is responsible for this," Salvo said, his hand clutching at his Bow. "Salvo, you know that not a single one of my men would lay a finger on your pet druid, most certainly not a druid meant to meet the Apothecary society," the goblins small hand patting Salvo's shoulder reassuringly.

"Someone on this ship hurt Luna, and they are still here. I want to know who and why!" Salvo said, his attention once again turned to the injured druid, his hands running through her fur. He quickly looked up to see Red and the Cheetah sitting quietly in their cages, both of them apparently asleep. He made his way over to Red "Wake up!" he called out, startling Red from his slumber. The Lynx let out a confused and sheepish yawn as he began to sniff the air.

"Salvo, we have a medical bay, we might be better able to assist this druid there than down here in the cargo hold. The assailant isn't going anywhere, and I swear this ship won't land until he's found," Marin said, his tiny frame carrying Kaylai over his shoulder. "If I didn't know any better Salvo, I'd say what attacked your druid was another druid. I've seen these kinds of wounds before, and you don't run into a thorn bush on an airship," the Goblin quickly began to make his way up the flight of stairs to the upper decks. Salvo and Red followed after, eager to try and begin medical treatment as soon as possible.

The Goblin, Kaylai over his shoulder, made his way to the ships cramped medical bay. Inside was a small surgical table, along with various tools of goblin manufacturing. Inside was the ship's medic, an older female Goblin. "Salvo, I don't think I ever got the chance to introduce you to my wife, Bebri," Marin said, hoisting Kaylai onto the table. "It's a pleasure madam," Salvo said, extenuating his hand to the female goblin, "I just wish it were under better circumstances". "Well, if I didn't have to spend half my time fixing this bucket of bolts Marin calls an airship, I might get to meet more people," Bebri said, her eyes glaring at a somewhat intimidated Marin, "Now do either of you boys mind explaining to me why I have a Night Elf Druid which has been beaten to a pulp on my table?". "Bebri, I told you we were making a special delivery for Salvo, well this is that special delivery," Marin quickly piped in.

"Your special delivery is a half dead druid? That's new even by my standards," Berbi said, her hands quickly making their way into a toolbox filled with a variety of odd looking instruments. "It's a little more complicated than that, what you need to know is that we need it to not be half dead," Salvo piped in, a look of concern on his face. "I gathered that when you dragged its furry carcass onto my operating table rather than dropping it off the ship. Now move over so I can figure out what you brainless oafs have done to this creature," Berbi said, quickly shooing the two out of her operating room.

She quickly slammed the door, hanging a sign on the door that read "Busy". "Why is it that men can only manage to bring home something half dead. Just once I'd like them to bring in something that I can just feed some dinner and not need to save it's life," Berbi began her work, beginning to undo Salvo's somewhat shoddy bandages. "And they could further explain why not only they brought an enemy druid on board, but one that's so incredibly young," her hands feeling along Kaylai's rib cage for broken bones, "It's bad enough that the Night Elf men are so lazy they just waste away in that emerald dream of theirs, but to send such young girls to fight? That's just wrong," She began dressing Kaylai's wounds with a much more sophisticated bandage, running it along her paws and tail. "I tell you what youngin, I don't know how you got into this mess, but don't worry about it for right now. Just because we agreed to help the Horde, doesn't mean we don't remember the kindness the Alliance has brought us from time to time. I've seen to many people injured and killed over a few strips of land to be picking sides on this," Berbi said, her hands slowly running along Kaylai's ears and neck.

Salvo and Marin waited patiently outside, spending the time to slowly question Marin's 15 man crew one by one. As their investigation continued, it became increasingly apparent that no one on board had a clue what could have injured Kaylai, and most of the crew weren't even capable of taking the druid in a fight. As the hours began to edge on, and the terrible racket from inside the surgical room continued, Salvo became more and more concerned. Suddenly a loud scream imitated from the surgical room.

"HERG DEADEYE, YOU GET IN HERE THIS INSTANT"

"Yes mam?!" Salvo said, rushing into the surgical room. A swift slap from Berbi almost dazed him as she began to lecture him, "You mind explaining to me where this Night Elf's Soul Collar ran off to? I know it didn't just up and walk away, and I have a sneaking suspicion that it wasn't on this druid when you dragged it on board". "Soul Collar?" Salvo pined inquisitively. Another slap from Berbi brought him back to his senses, "Do I need to spell it out for you? There was a collar with three crystals around this druid's neck when you found her no?". "Yes Mam, but I didn't...." Salvo began to explain only to be interrupted by Berbi "YOU DIDN'T WHAT? You didn't think it was important? You are a damned fool. I don't care what the Royal Apothecary society has asked you to do. You return that collar right now."

Salvo looked completely confused at the exchange, not sure what to make of this fiery little goblin's request. "Now I don't know what they taught you at the stables, but I've been a field medic for enough years to know that little collar is a lot more than some shiny rocks. It's called a soul collar for a reason, in that it happens to keep the memories of the druid while their shapeshifted. The longer it's not hanging around her neck, the more of herself she'll lose. And let's get one thing incredibly clear, this isn't a Horde airship, so we have a slightly different view of prisoners. Give me the Collar Herg," The tiny, fiery Goblin demanded.

"Er... yes mam," Salvo said, reaching into his bags for the small collar. Berbi quickly snatched the collar from his hand, and shoved Salvo back into the waiting room. "I'LL CALL YOU WHEN I'M DONE," she said, before slamming the door once again.

"Now I see why you married her Marin, that women has some fire in her veins," Salvo said, a slight chuckle in his voice. "What was that all about Salvo?" Marin said, a confused grin crossing his face. "I don't even know, I just know I did what she said," Salvo replied, looking back at Red. "Oh don't you grin here, I want to know how you managed to fall asleep and miss everything that happened," he said, motioning Red over.

The Red lynx slowly began to make his way over, a definite slump in his walk. "Don't give me that 'I don't know' look, you have to remember something," Salvo said, looking directly into the Lynx's muzzle. Red simply responded by shaking his head in a confused manner, trying his best to look as innocent as possible. "Fell asleep huh?" Salvo said, a tone of disappointment in his voice. "Well Marin, I have no clue what I'm looking for, and until that druid wakes up we won't even have a clue where to start looking," Salvo said, taking his knife out and sharpening it.

"Well, right now we know it happened in the Cargo Bay, so there's as good a place as any to start. In the meantime I'll have the rest of the crew sweep the ship, even the balloon to find out if we're missing anything. I won't fall asleep comfortably until I know what hurt that druid so badly," Marin said, making his way over to the ships communications panel. "We'll find them Salvo," he said.

The airship tugged along in the night sky, a rather cloudless and moonlit night, as they began to cross over the great ocean that divided the continents. The crew had been searching for 5 hours to find evidence of an assailant on this tiny ship, to no avail. As more and more hours passed, Salvo and Marin came to the conclusion that if the Assailant was a druid, they could have easily used their flight form to escape the airship long ago.

In the ships Medical bay, Berbi worked with great fervor to try and patch up the remaining wounds that made their way across Kaylai's body. Berbi sat quietly with the druid, knowing that soon enough it would begin to recover from the battle on its own. She was humming a goblin lullaby meant for small children, slowly washing out Kaylai's fur with a brush and some soap. The injuries the Druid had sustained had not been life threatening, but Berbi didn't imagine that they would be pleasant to wake up with.

Kaylai began to stir from her slumber, slowly trying to stand on the operating table. "Don't worry bout standin youngin, you aint gonna get far tonight," Berbi said reassuringly. She began to pet the druid's head trying to clean some dirt from her ears and scalp. "I don't know what Herg has planned for you. In fact I don't really think he has a clue what they're going to do with you. What I do know is that I have no intention of handing over the horde a half dead druid. Get your rest dear, you've been through a great deal of trauma," Berbi said, slowly humming the lullaby again.

The tune reminded Kaylai of something her mother had sung to her as a child, evoking a whole volley of emotions that Kaylai could barely contain. "Momma!" the druid cried out, tears streaming down her feline face. Berbi could only manage to look on with shock and sadness.

~ [To Be Continued] ~