You suddenly hear the sound of your stomach growling, and so decide to head out into the barren plains once more. Having marked your new den, you know it would be best to drive out any rival males. You can claim the females for yourself, you're sure, but anyone thinking to fill your new breeding stock with their own cum would need dealing with. And eating them would be a perfect idea.
As you set out, your mind begins to wander, thinking about the battle in Ashenvale. You don't regret running, but you don't regret your attempt to save your master either, even if it was a failure. If you had come to your senses while she was still alive, you could have simply eaten her and put her body to a better use than slaying other potential meals.
Suddenly your train of thought is shattered, however, by am arrow that barely misses your nose. Glancing up, you see a tauren woman. It's not Taka, though, but a black furred archer with crimson red markings upon her fur. You recognise it from your days in Mulgore, and when you took your chance to devour Taka's child, right before putting new ones inside her. A Grimtotem. You snarl, dodging her next failed attack, and simply sprint towards her, intent on making a meal from your assailant.
