She spots Melinae exiting a side door.

Monaa looked at the group's hunter, Melinae, as she exited from a small wooden door. The hunter looked nervous. Monaa moved from her spot at the edge of the water and started walking to her friend. "Melinae!," she yelled. "Over here!" The hunter turned around quickly, her hand going for one of her daggers relexively. When she saw it was only Monaa, she relaxed.

"Shhh! Not so loud," Melinae said in a hurried whisper as she moved closer to the mage. "I found something. I knew there was something strange about this place. Where are the others?" Monaa looked at her companion in confusion. "I don't know. Haven't seen them since we split up," Monaa lied. "Why? What did you see?" "It's not what I saw, but what I heard. There are passages in the walls of this temple. And from those I can hear disturbing sounds," Melinae continued, looking around to scan for danger.

"Wow wow wow. Slow down. You're saying there's stuff moving in the walls? How do you know? I don't hear anything," Monaa asked. "Sensitive ears, remember?," Melinae said as she brushed one of her long pointy purple ears. "Come. I'll show you. There's one spot where it is particulary audible. Even you should be able to pick up the sound there." Monaa ignored the veiled insult as she said: "Okay. I'm game. Show the way."

Melinae moved back to the door she just came out of and pushed it open. Monaa noticed some scrathes on the door's lock. She smiled. The tall Night Elf had gone exploring where she shouldn't. She entered through the door, closing it quickly and soundlessly behind her. In front of them was a long, curving corridor, with doors to the left and right. "This way," Melinae said as she started down the corridor.

After passing a few doors, Melinae stopped. "Here, this one. Put your ears to the keyhole and listen," She whispered. Monaa did as the hunter suggested and knelt down. She was face to face with the hunter's strong thighs, an asset of hers she particulary admired. The Night Elf's tight leather armor did an excellent job showcasing her long and shapely legs. Oh, how Monaa would love to put her head between them soon. And bring the tall teal-haired beauty to orgasm after orgasm as she made her like her.

Monaa put her ear to the keyhole, keeping her eyes on her friend's lean body. She listened carefully. She heard noises. They were distant, but clear. Chittering noises, lot's of them. It sounded like a large amounts of insects on a hot summer day. But the sounds were heavier than normal insect noises. And sometimes, when the chittering was interrupted, she heard a second noise. It was faint, but immediatly recognisable. Moans and screams of passion. Someone beyond that door was having a hell of a time. Monaa's pussy started to become wet again as she listened to the sounds.

"Do you hear it?" Melinae asked, looking down at the Draenei woman. "I don't hear anything, sorry." Monaa lied, hiding her growing arousal. "My ears aren't as good as yours, but I believe you," she added. "So you think there is something behind this door?" Melinae nodded as she watched the mage get back to her feet, her eyes locking with hers. "It's some kind of chittering, like insects but bigger. I also think I heard screaming at one point. Someone might be in trouble."

"We should get the others," Melinae said as she started to turn. Monaa, thinking quickly, grabbed the hunter's arm and said: "No. I think we should investigate first. See what's down there and see what we're up against. Besides, the two of us can be more quiet and stealthy than all five of us together. Remember when we tried sneaking past those centaurs in Desolace?" Melinae considered Monaa's words carefully.