Ankyra Sound time's the thief of memory

his brows rose upward at the response to his question. that made things a little more difficult, he supposed. a quick glance was made over the shoulder of the male toward the cave system, wondering if the woman would appear to chase off the warrior wolf. when it seemed that caiaphas would not appear, illidan returned his sights to his company and nodded his head curtly at the question that was presented to him.

“i suppose so, yes,” the wildling then answered verbally. there was a longer story attached to that, but it was already made evident that illidan wasn't the best at navigating his way around difficult conversations. he at least had enough mind to know that his long-winded life story wasn't going to be welcome by the scarred brute. so, he opted to keep things as simple as he could until he had found a better hold on their interaction. “we lived her at the beginning of the year and it seems as though we're aiming to return; looking for some more to add to the fold,” illidan elaborated with a ghostly smile and a nod to the male.