Galan and Kadarith, an unlikely pair of a Worgen and Night Elf Feral Druids, are on a quest; but not for gold, gear or mount. What would it be like for the Horde and Alliance to stop fighting? To put an end to constant battles over nothing? Together, Kadarith and her loyal companions travel from Alliance to Horde territory, talking to the Horde leaders to attempt to create a new alliance; will their efforts be futile? Or can she succeed with such a small group? Entering the most prime Horde area to speak to the most powerful Horde of them all, Warchief Thrall, Kadarith puts everything and everyone she ever cared about, befriended and loved, at a deathly risk. Thank You lausr (http://lausr.deviantart.com/) for allowing me to use your image as the cover! :3 This is a World of Warcraft Fanfiction, between the time of Wrath Of The Lich King and Cataclysm.
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