Sighing I switched back to MM spec. "Well ok, but you'll have to stay in the backpack,” I told them. “I need mad skills for this mission and there are no skills madder than Trollop's." The gorilla put his face into his palm, but Insanity squawked loudly.
"What?" I said. "Can you guys warp shift? Are you at home in the twisting nether? No? Then shut up. The warp stalker comes. And anyone who doesn't like it can eek or squawk or facepalm or weave me into a web right now to let me know you'll be happy to stay in Orgrimmar."
People are always saying I need to be tougher with my pets, but hey, I really showed them. Nearly.
I ran to the stable master, finding him at only the fourth attempt, and then I quickly popped into the barber's shop to get a new hairstyle, because I thought a disguise might help. Then I remembered how much I hated Trollop and why.
