Morningside Cuesta ...a stone, a leaf, an unfound door

Everyone was so damn interested in where his parents were. If he knew where they were, wouldn’t he have been with them? Of course, Illidan lacked the required skill to respond with such snark. Instead the boy returned the stare of the woman with a cold expression and he shrugged his shoulder. The boy drew his tongue across his paw as though he wasn’t too interested in what this woman wanted to know or not know, but he realized that he was still searching for his brother and it wasn’t wise to piss off the natives.
 
“Dunno.”
 
He couldn’t offer much more than that because it was the truth. The last he had seen of them, they were hunkered down in some trees while the winds blew storms overhead. He had seen a smaller canine creature that his father had called a fox, but that was all that he could have told any of them. Even still, he was not capable of making it sound fluid.