Ankyra Sound slack key lullabye

With Rhakios slouched over his frame, Illidan was rendered immovable and practically useless. He wiggled as much as he could without the ability to release himself and resigned with a sigh that pushed through spread nares. At least his brother was warm, and he was not far enough away from their mother that he felt as though he should worry. While he wasn’t interested in living his life beneath his darker brother, Illidan was content with falling back to sleep with the young boy cloaked over his own frame. His breathing grew heavier and heavier until he drifted away into a slumber and was whisked away by dreams of the future and the thrill of all that life would bless him with.