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hi ily

there was a sound of someone's voice before there was the image of them. illidan felt his heart jump in a startled moment, realizing that he had placed himself in a very precarious place to have been caught off guard. his head swung around and he latched his eyes with the red wolf who peered at him. there was judgment in the other's eyes. the young ghost furrowed his brow and made a gesture with his muzzle toward the ravine. how dense could someone get? it wasn't rocket science, and it shouldn't have taken a lot to figure out that he was venturing downward.

“what's it look like?”

his voice carried over the sound of the rushing water below. his hawkish gaze was narrowed on the stranger, and the more that he stood there in limbo, the more he had started to wonder why it was that he was answering to a complete loon that he'd never met before. illidan didn't feel as though he owed a response to anyone other than the woman who had birthed him and returned him to his home. certainly not this barking fool.