"It's a long climb, have our warriors only bring a light kit. The weather has gotten warmer, and it's a quick operation, and so a full winter kit is not necessary. Only cloak."

"Yes, mistress!" Rithrynn replied as she hastily followed after Serphia's long strides as the pair headed out into the atrium of Sharon's mansion. As they arrived there, Serphia suddenly paused, to look down at the sleeping night elf in the couch next to her.

...

*CRASH*

"**Wake up, Saleen!**" Serphia shouted as she violently kicked the couch, causing it to topple over alongside the Night Elf on top of it, the latter barely managing to emit a yelp before she rolled onto the floor with a thud.

"Wha-who-wher?!!? ... mistress?" The Sentinel, Saleen, who was lying on the floor, wearing nothing but a thong; stared at Serphia's feet, before her gaze eventually climbed to look up at Rithrynn and Serphia standing over her. With a moment of realization, she immediately jumped to her feet to salute her Captain, right hand over her heart and left hand behind her back.

"Climbing gear and light kit only; gather here in five minutes, Saleen!" Serphia commanded, and Saleen couldn't wait to turn around and make a run for the line of gear against the atrium walls placed there by the Night Elven warband. Turning her attention away from the frantic wardrobe show of Saleen as the sentinel scrambled to find her gear, Serphia's attention turned to Rithrynn as she looked down at her.

"Alongside Saleen I want Alissah, Lithrielle, Delilah, Vashi, Shani and Anastia present here. **Now!**" Serphia instructed as she towered over Rithrynn. The Sentinel gazed up at her for a moment, before carefully opening her mouth.

"Uhh, of course, mistress... " Rithrynn carefully started, her eyes slowly moving down to focus on her Captain's wide thighs. 
" ...but Shani is in your ass, isn't she?"

" ... oh, right; I forgot." Serphia suddenly said, her dark expression suddenly becoming multiple degrees lighter as she giggled.
"Find someone else to take her place. Shani is on a mission from which she cannot be disturbed."

Serphia said with a wicked grin as she rested a hand upon her hips.  

"Yes, mistress!" Not wanting to wait around for Serphia's mood to sour again, Rithrynn quickly performed a salute before she turned around to race back towards the living room to find the rest of the selected elves to join on the mission, gracefully dodging a flying helmet that swooped through the air from Saleen's frantic fashion show.