The sky over Silverpine Forest had already been shrouded in a thick "Darkness Veil." Sunlight could no longer reach this land. As far as the eye could see, the wind blowing through the woods rustled the trees, making everything around them fall quiet-eerily quiet, chillingly quiet.
Dick, Das, Demitier, Velinde, and Liadrin, who had insisted on coming along, rode their horses across the boundary between the Hillsbrad Foothills and Silverpine Forest, entering the Dalaran Plains.
Das, the Drakonid bringing up the rear, glanced back at the dark forest from time to time. He could keenly sense more than one pair of eyes secretly watching him from within. It felt awful! Liadrin noticed what Das was doing. Resting one hand on the emerald-green sword hilt at her waist, she explained quietly,
"Those are Worgen, monsters that appeared on the outskirts of Silverpine Forest a few months ago. They came out of Gilneas. Now you can see those filthy things in every corner of Silverpine Forest!"
"Worgen?"
Das and Demitier turned to look at Velinde beside them in surprise. Their gazes left her embarrassed and annoyed, and she let out a whine.
"Don't look at me like that! You bastards, I'm different from those inferior creatures! I... I have a tail!"
Dick nearly burst out laughing at that. The Paladin's shoulders shook as he struggled to keep himself from laughing aloud, but the others had no such reservations. Das and Demitier's laughter carried far into the distance. Even Liadrin couldn't help shaking her head, placing her left hand on the shoulder of Velinde, who was on the verge of exploding, to rein in the female Worgen's temper.
"Velinde, go with Liadrin to the Hillsbrad Foothills defensive line in a bit. There's a small gathering there run by Nielnise refugees. You'll very likely