The battle is done.. a sole paladin stands in mourning of his slain comrads.. for they were to far gone, unable to be brought back. The cost of victory weighs heavily on his soul and for a while his inner light fades.

picture drawn while thinking of my mates favorite class in wow, which is why its also a tiger, his almost unending optimism has kept our groups going on.. as leader of our guild and as my mate, i am proud to stand beside him. I know silly babble from a sleepy wuffie..