Ankyra Sound five nights

the boy's expression was likely permanently going to remain surly. he'd found a natural comfort in it, in spite of how it made others feel. he considered it a test to see who could withstand his sullen demeanor. if they were unphased by it, they were likely good to keep around. besides, illidan was fairly certain that his mother would have liked him to have more positive influences in his life. he spent enough of his time around wyatt the weenie and the mangled firefly.

the girl seemed to shrink for a moment before she returned his expression with a swift wag of her tail and a welcoming glint in her gaze. the boy's expression did not seem to change, but he did offer her a small wag of his tail between his hocks. she introduced herself as tunerk – a name he was unfamiliar with. then, she inquired about his own. “i'm illidan. how long have you been here?” he offered her and then asked in the same breath.