Fairspell Meadow the gunslinger's own moaning future

It's okay! I promise I never mind waiting. <3 ;o;

she was swift in her approach and the fear that was written in her features suggested that he had more than enough reason to feel the rate of his heartbeat increase. when the female confided in him that there was a bear, illidan felt all sense of reason slip from his frame. speaking it's name aloud had drawn the creature closer and he glanced up to lock the gold of his vision on the thick frame of the grizzly. it huffed and grunted as it plodded into the picture, but did not pick up its pace in an attempt to pursue. 

the ghost looked to the east and motioned with a sharp nod of his muzzle. 

this movement caught the eye of the bear and it lifted its round head upward with a fearsome call. illidan could not feel his legs anymore, but he knew that darting toward the distant treeline would be their best bet. he did not wish to leave the kind stranger to a fate she did not deserve; she had only been trying to help him after all.