The young boy followed after his mother at a swift trot. His young limbs carried him eagerly to venture out beyond the home that they had known. Illidan was a small shadow of his mother’s figure, and though Caiaphas was not a looming brute or profound in stature, he matched her coloration with every detail in his coat. His young frame already showed signs of having grown and furthermore, signs of what he would be like as a young adult. The dark-hooded pup liked to throw his weight around as much as possible; he enjoyed watching his siblings with a peculiar intensity as they would scuttle about and play within the dark grotto.
 
Trailing close behind his mother, Illidan released a yap of delight upon sighting the rolling waters and the sandy shores. The coloration reminded him distinctly of his brother. With a quick drawing of his lips over his muzzle, the pup darted toward the nearest pool and plummeted his paws into the chilling grasp of stagnant sea water.