Honour

5

"How are you feeling?" Durotan asked emerging through the entrance of the camp. 

"Well everything has stopped spinning," I replied, he placed a large hand on my forehead, he sighed to himself. 

"I think your fever has burnt itself out," he said, "did you want to try and go for a walk?" I nodded slowly and sat up, placing my feet on the soft animal skin. "Easy," he placed a hand on my back and supported me as I stood. I had two more orcs join the escort as I walked outside.  

"Good to see you're up and around," the female shaman said as she walked closer to me, she crouched in front of me, placed her hand on my forehead like Durotan and turned my head gently from side to side. "You're looking better." 

"So I've been told," I replied as a female orc walked toward me.

"This is Groira Smalltusk," Durotan said introducing us, "she belongs to my clan after she was pushed out from hers," I looked her up and down, she was lean, thick long black braids hung down her shoulders and back, she was only a little taller than me and scars lined her features. "She will be taking care of you when I can't." 

"Don't worry pink skin, I will take care of you," she replied and looked over me, "we need to give you some better armour, we can't have you wandering around camp in that." Durotan nodded in agreement and gently took my hand to her tent, she handed me animal hyde and leather armour leaving me to buckle it on myself, I hissed and whimpered with every move as I was still sore. "Just about fits you." I looked down at myself all the armour had been hand stitched and was just as thick as my silver armour. I went to walk out of her tent until she grabbed my arm, "wait," she said, she placed a wolf tooth necklace around my neck. "Now you look more orcish." Together we walked out into the camp, eyes still locked on to me as we wandered to the top of the hill looking down at the rocky valley where I was found. 

"I don't think my leader cares about me,  I was just another soldier tossed aside," I said as we sat down. 

"I don't think that could be true," she replied and sharpened her blade. 

"Then why hasn't a search party arrived yet?" I asked looking at her tucking my loose hair behind my ear. Before she could reply, there was a call of a Gryphon. "I may have spoke too soon," we both looked up and there we saw the half lion, half eagle creature decorated in the familiar blue and silver lion armour with a soldier on their back,  they soared straight over and landed in the forest. Groira and I stood up we walked in the general direction of the soldier and the gryphon, they gentle patted the creatures neck and turned around, it was Anduin.