Ankyra Sound Sometimes the past can make the ground beneath you feel like a quicksand

the sound of her call was enough to send him flying from his place on the beach and toward the edge of the sound's claim. the length of his limbs made for an easy and speedy trip. by the time he had drawn closer, his tongue had lolled from the side of his mouth and his breathing was heavy. still, there was no hiding the fact that he was pleased that she had taken him up on his offer to visit rusalka.

“you made it,” the ghost chimed pleasantly, pushing forward with a few eager wags of his tail and a more genuine smile than he had shared in the past. there was something thrilling about the idea that he would get to show maia his home and all of the cool places that existed within it. he only hoped that she wasn't too tired from her trek there. “how far did you have to come?” illidan asked her curiously, tilting his head to the side a few inches.