I was a newly trained hunter and in dire need of a companion for my journey through Kalimdor and all of Azeroth. So I tried to break her will, as Dazalar showed me at Dolanaar only just moments before. She resisted as much as she could, but the hunger and exhaustion of an innocent scavenger counted against her.

In the end, I broke her will, her resolve, but not her inner spirit and longing for freedom. After a few growls and more than a few clawmarks on my arms and legs, she gave up the fight and settled down to a crouching position to indicate that her fight was over.