YAAR!! Count Sent in!
[Edit:] Or to put it more in the context of my return once more...:
Sentallia regarded the parchment with a grim expression. With a growl, she crumpled it up in her plated fist and nuzzled Fang, her hulking war-saber, behind the ear. "We are being called out, old friend." The mighty cat gave a consenting rumble and nudged his nose against her chestplate. "Dustwallow Marsh. The lair of..." She hesitated a moment, her eyes narrowing before spitting out the hated name. "...Onyxia." With a snort, she threw her massive form onto the broad back of the war-saber and grabbed the reins. "We ride, old friend. Ashenvale will be safe from harm in our abscence. The Keeper has put out the call, we will answer it."
