This is the werst day of my life. I can’t belive my own mother talked to me that way. Birthing rites have been my only entrest for years now and I mention that maybe I want to help one day and mother yells at me to get out? Well I’ll get out all right. I’m getting out of Bloodhoof Villige, I’m getting out of Mulgore, I might even leave Kalimdor. I’m packing my things and puting my back to the sunset. I cant stay hear knowing my mother thinks of me that way. The birthing rites were my calling but I dont know what I’m going to do now. Maybe there are some creature or people in need of aid out there.

I write this with a trubbled heart.


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