Battling Pets When You:
Go to bed and dream, vividly, I might add, of flying over Juagero Island over and over waiting for it to rain. You dodge those red flagged Horde cause you don't want to be bothered. Meanwhile, you discover that some band of humans (RL humans not IG humans) are camped out in a house there. These are not nice humans, you gather as you peer in through the window, but there on the counter you see a map that shows where the most baby apes spawn. Not wanting to bother these less than savory people, you attempt to collect on your own.
It rains. You engage in battle. The sun comes out and your the little ape you just caged despawns before you can finish and win him. You come out of the battle to find a very strange stranger with scaley skin and an old robe chanting at you. He stops and waves his arms, "You must leave." He intones. "You are not protected against the Flying Felflappers." Then he fades into the night.
Weirded out, totally, you climb the next hill only to find your mother in safari gear coming to help you. "Mom! There are Horde around!" You "yell" in a horse whisper. Not wanting to see your mother demolished, you enlist the help of your sisters (one of whom does not play Wow) to escort your Mom off the Island while ducking Flying Felflappers.
Fed up with the whole business, you decide to steal the map. Just as you've crept into the house and picked up the map, you realize the leader of this small motley band is looking your way and you freeze. Oblivious to you, a large member of the gang stalks by and attacks the leader with a massive ax. Everything goes crazy, as a coup is attempted. You scramble, with the map, out into the pouring rain and onto the back of your Headless Horsemans' mount. Rain plastering your cloths to your body, you fly around the side of the house to discover the head honcho's girlfriend clinging for her life to the side of the cliff. Being kind hearted you assist her.
Checking the map you head into the jungle once more, and finally capture two baby apes (because apparently they are familial creatures and you can't bear to only capture one). The girlfriend asks to be dropped off in Booty Bay, and with the rain driving in your face, two rapidly growing baby apes in your saddle bags and a possible murderess clinging to your back, you fly the heck off that island hoping never to return.
Yes, I dreamed the whole thing last night. Weirdest part? I haven't even tried to capture an ape yet.