Boartusk Heights broad-shouldered beast

The other wolf questioned him, perplexed that he should be looking for something green upon these heights. "Yeahh..." Rexxar drawled, lifting a brow and regarding the wolf with expectation of late onset understanding, but after a pause he clarified himself. "The locusts," he said. "I thought from up here, it might be possible to see some area they haven't been. It seems I was mistaken." His sweeps his muzzle across the expanse of land that can be seen, and all the foliage that is missing within it. That which should be green was instead washed in tones of brown and gold, the color of dead plants and bare trees.