Ankyra Sound lost at sea

he probably wasn’t a suitable enough teacher for her, but he had experienced his own battles. he had made sure that he’d been present in the fight on the cliffs. he had even ventured out on his own and kicked up a few strangers in his travels. while this did not make him a master at the art, it meant that he would have learned quite a bit in his time out there. he had aspired to grow in his abilities, and he had not failed himself entirely. he had the rest of his life to hone his skills further. by teaching what he’d learned, he felt that it would help him retain the information for himself.
 
trotting toward a cache that he had set up for the pack, illidan fetched one of the rabbits that he’d been lucky enough to catch while roaming through the blackpine. he turned to tunerk with a pleased glint in his hawkish gaze before he tossed her the prey and nodded at her to dig in. once she’d eaten her fill of it, he’d clean up whatever remained and they could tackle lesson number one.