Diary of a Sentinal: Three

I am a hunter. As such, I am usually sent out to track down the enemy, to lay traps for any that would approach, and to become a master of the bow. Or gun, as the case may be. My other gift, though, is through my deep spiritual connection to the living world. I am never alone, even when on a scouting mission, because my animal companions are always with me.

When I first returned to my people after my long time alone, I had to enter Teldrassil. I never felt happy there, as I could feel the deep taint of the tree, even then. Still, I managed to endure and learn more about myself and my abilities. When I was ready, my master sent me out to find an animal companion. I was anxious, not of the beasts themselves, but of my indecision. I had no idea what kind of creature I should choose. I knew that it had to be a creature I could count on, one that would protect me, and one that could take care of itself, if need be.

I had left Dolanaar without a clue as to where I should go or what I should do. I walked the woods, seeking a creature I could count on. There were the cats, creatures my people revered and were connected to, but I could not bring myself to choose one of them. They all seemed... wrong, somehow, perhaps because of the very nature of the tree. The large, green spiders had more intelligence than most gave them credit for, but they seemed too fragile... and dangerous for a first companion. I walked far, suddenly finding myself back in Aldrassil, in Shadowglen.

When I had first arrived in Teldrassil, I had been sent to Shadowglen to prove my worth and my abilities. I learned much, both about myself and about nature. The boars and cats in Shadowglen had multiplied too quickly, throwing nature's natural balance out of proportion. I had helped cull a few of the beasts before, and decided to help again... this time, though, I'd not kill the creature I chose.

Citrine was everything I could hope for. She's quite affectionate, hardy, and intelligent. Her coarse, golden hair may not be the most appealing, but she's a much finer companion than I expected, for a boar. It took time to get her to accept me, to train her. Citrine is a Thistle Boar, and, as far as I know, they are a much smaller offshoot of the Goretusk variety. These small Thistle boars are only found on Teldrassil. While her disposition towards me is quite loveable, a single command from me will find her attacking, charging and goring any enemy.

My other companion was found while I was amongst the Draenei. But his is a very different story, one of danger and fear.