Ankyra Sound all of them end in the same place — upon the killing ground

the blackpine gave him comfort in a way that he imagined he’d never find again. the safety of the trees was a reminder of a home that he had belonged to before he had returned to the sea. the dark-hooded youth wondered if kavik and liri still dwelled inside of the plateau, or if they had moved on. he also wondered if they ever thought of him, or if they were grateful to have rid themselves of the plagued child that had fallen into their hands so long ago. oftentimes, he was certain that they felt more at ease without him on their lands. it was rare that one so young would feel a deep loathing of himself, but he had great reason.
 
prowling through the undergrowth like a jaguar on the hunt, illidan sought the scent of prey that might have found temporary safety in the wood. instead, he caught wind of another wolf and he turned his head sharply in the direction of the stranger. with cupped ears, the young savage turned his path and sought the figure of the other. on lean limbs, he made quick work of the earth that stretched between them. when he caught a flash of agouti ahead, illidan released a chuff to announce his presence.