Ankyra Sound see the TURTLE of enormous girth, on his shell he holds the earth

the stranger was quick to drop down into the sand. it was almost a shocking turn of events – at least, to have happened so swiftly. the expression did not seem to shift on illidan's face as the unfamiliar figure tried to bumble his way through an explanation. really, he wouldn't have been much good to his mother if he just allowed random passersby to traipse through the sound on a whim. while the ruddy creature may have been searching for a home, the dark-hooded wildling was not keen on the idea of him wandering through the beach that they had intended to claim. with the trouble from the wolves on the cliff, it didn't shine a very kind light.

“you're more likely to get some fangs in your rear end instead of a home,” he snorted with a curling lip. the sharp light of his yellow gaze remained firmly latched to the lean figure. it was a careful balancing act that he had to try to keep up; this idiot might have been foolish enough to cross into their terrain, but he was still a much-needed number that could have been added to their ranks. “can you swim?” he opted to ask, frowning gruffly.