So, continuing my trip through the past, I went about taming different things, even tried to tame a giraffe. That didn't end well. My first real love was a wolf I named Ghost. Took me several tries and even more deaths but he remained by my side for my first 30-40 levels. Even if I did do some crazy things like dancing alone on boats and such...
And then I saw it for the first time on my adventures out of Thunderbluff, the orc's wolf mount. I had to have one, and spent the next several levels doing nothing but Orgrimmar quests to get one.
And at level 30, I was proud to say I owned one and couldn't stop taking pictures of it. At that time I found Warcraft Mounts and became a mount collector. Soon enough, I started to hunt the rest of the world for more.
But you see what I'm wearing, young hunters, don't do this! In the
beginning, I didn't understand stats or that some could help or hurt me,
so I collected matching sets of green outfits :) Why, because I simply adored the color, to the point of obsession. Didn't matter if it
was mail, leather or cloth to me.
Much to my ever lasting thanks, a helpful rogue saw what I was doing and helped me out. After that, I was much better, thou I still tried to find outfits with good stats and green shades.
After that, I traded up my wolf Ghost for a worg to match my mount. One truely sad moment was when I did the green tiger quest and realized I couldn't tame him. (yes, he was once un-tamable)
Aside from that, enjoyed the festivals and did some crazy things during hallows end & winter veil. And re-tamed another white wolf Frostbite while I enjoyed the rest of 2008.
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