Ankyra Sound the end declared from the beginning

it was fortunate that the woman hungered. as the boy trekked across the sands with a large fish clamped proudly in his mouth, his intention had been on placing it in a cache. instead, the sharp yellow of his gaze caught sight of the woman – a stranger – and he wondered what was occupying her mind so powerfully to have drawn her where she stood. it was this intense expression on her features that gave him pause before he swallowed the nervousness in his throat and prowled forward in an approach.

once he was nearer, illidan could scent that there were others on her coat. the aromas that were adorned in her fur were familiar, so he did not think that she wasn't intended to be on their beach. with a muffled sound to announce his presence, the dark-hooded young man dropped the fish at his feet and nudged it forward. “i don't believe we have met,” he stated simply, his tone gruff. it was safe to assume that he had not met many of the wolves who had gathered around his mother, but he had never been good with conversing, and he did what he could to start off without rugged bumps.