Hushed Willows and now I hear the choir [festival]

“you’ve got enough charm,” illidan encouraged with a soft smile and a nod of his head. in the moments after making the remark, he realized that he’d never really taken a moment to talk about finding a significant other. it was odd that he should have shared that moment with grezig’s brother. he had spoken so casually – so openly – that he almost wondered if the festivities had gotten to him and he was truly intoxicated by the celebration of fertility.
 
when the query was turned around, the dark-hooded young man cleared his throat stiffly. it was difficult to wander through one revelation and then promptly into another, in such a swift fashion. illidan thought only of two wolves in that moment: tunerk and maia. the two women had been positive enforcements in his life. he thought then of his sister raleska and how he hoped that she might find someone who was just as good to her as she was to those around her.
 
“i’ve been fortunate enough to have some strong women in my life. i can only hope that i’m able to settle down with one, whenever that time comes,” he answered carefully.