That, my friends, is Rak’Shiri, the oh-so-elusive Winterspring spawn that is the prized catch of Alliance hunters everywhere (since hordies can summon the same type of cat for a quest, so they don’t have to go hunting for him. =P) He has a sort of teal-tint to him, and that is one of the reasons why I picked him over other cats… because teal has long been my favorite color. This also explains my character’s hair color… but I digress!
My wait for him actually wasn’t that bad. I camped out at Frostsaber Rock for a couple hours last night, with no luck, but a lot of guildies were on at the time chatting up a storm so I at least wasn’t lonely. Then, this morning, at roughly 4:30 am server time (don’t worry, I work the early morning shift, so I’m used to it… and I’m an hour ahead of my server anyway) I logged on again to see if he was there. I didn’t see him at first, but I did manage to catch him out of the corner of my eye when I was on my way out…
Taming him was certainly an adventure; I was pet-less, obviously, and there were mobs everywhere. After several false starts and mashings of the Feign Death button (I maintain my stance that Feign Death is a girl’s best friend), I laid down a freezing trap and began the taming process. Not long into this, I was jumped by a stealthed mob. Helplessly I watched my HP dwindle but then, in the nick of time, my new kitty was tamed and helping me fight the offender. Unfortunately this meant I hadn’t had time to feed him or teach him growl, so he wasn’t a lot of help, especially since more and more mobs kept showing up. We fought valiantly for a while, but eventually I hit the bucket. I didn’t mind though, because I now had my lovely Big Teal Kitty.
(Adding to the overall amusement of the above story is that I was wearing the Leper Gnome costume the whole time.)
It will take a few levels to get my new kitty up to speed, I think, but it’ll be fun. And obviously I will never, ever fully give up Tux. But it’s about time I had another pet to play with… just in time for Outlands, too, since I also hit 58 last night. He does need a good name, though. It was my boyfriend who ironically came up with the idea of naming him after a philosopher a la Hobbes (the irony being that as far as I am aware, he has never read BRK), so I’ll be thinking!
Oh, and thank you all for the suggestions on blog readers. I will be looking into them this weekend.