Get a drink at the Lake

You scavenge through the forest for a few days, bringing down nothing larger than a wayward fawn. Your stomach is growling after you deposit the steaming remain of a rabbit near a tree, the hunting here is good but you hunger for more. Something substantial. You follow the smell of water towards a vast shimmering lake. You scan for threats and spot one, a Night elf, undressing near some semi-submerged ancient ruins. Her priest in training robes slip off her lithe figure, and she gently strides into the water deep enough that her small breasts are no longer exposed. You admire her for a small while, her blue hair, sliver eyes, flowing deep blue skin. Then you resolve to eat her.