Barrow Fields “What a paragon of virtue you are, gunslinger!"

@Praimfaya - sorry this took me a minute to get up <3

the two wolves had wandered with each other for a good duration of the beach. there had been scents that had struck his nose – aromas that he knew nothing about. the world had changed drastically since the last time that his weary paws had roamed the shores of the beach. somehow, despite his reclusive nature and gruff demeanor, the girl Praimfaya did not seem to be deterred. she had gone with him to that point without any quarrels or difficulties. it was as though they were perfectly suited as companions. he might have thought as much if the lingering thoughts of their family feud did not play through his mind.
 
“i did not ask before…” illidan trailed to her in a tired tone. his golden eyes darted to where the warrior of a wolf stood, not far from where he was. “do you live beside the sea?” he did recall that she had said she had never been to the sound in her travels. this did not mean that she was not bound to the waters that licked at the shore, or the scent of saline that had become one with the ocean air.