Grug had long followed plub's lead in life, from the moment they were both expelled from the slimy birthing sacs of their respective broodmothers their was connection between them. Plub brought over the still whimpering elf and began to chew thoughtfully on an ear, they both sat in companionable silence as they were serenaded by the low and guttural howls of the elf-snack.
"why arch-demon make us wait in cave?" grug asked curiously " me no know, arch-demon say waits in cave so we waits"plub answered, grug frowned (or he would have if his jaw hadn't been stuck in a permanent fanged smile) he didn't like being kept in the dark. As plub tore at elf's flesh with quick hungry movements plub suddenly felt sad.
Grug longed for plubs embrace, he longed for the feel of corrupted flesh against corrupted flesh and the sweet scent of running sores and puss that only a Darkspawn could truly appreciate, he felt a surge of desire and then another surge of determination, he would tell plub how he felt. Tonight would at last be the night that he made his love known.
"plub me wants to tell you..." before grug could speak a horn sounded outside " Horde calls" plub said rising to his feet " we go" plub finished the elf off, chewing at its neck and then casting the body aside, as he walked off grug sighed, it would have to wait till later.
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