Fox's Glade entomb

Always have time for you <33

 

out of the valley and into the wilds, the gunslinger sought peace from the bustling that existed in his mind. he journeyed for quite some time before pausing to quell his hunger with a rabbit. he lifted his gaze to the wooded area around him and breathed in the scent of fox that hung on the air. he wondered what the quick tricksters were up, what kind of trouble they had caused for passersby.
 
prowling forward, illidan caught a distinctly familiar scent on the air and redirected his course toward it. the warmth of the sun had long since faded in that part of the wilds; winter was upon them. as he shouldered his way through a thick patch of brush, the ghost caught sight of a figure he had never laid eyes on. the back of the beast was handsome and strong, and he carried the fragrance of ursus upon him.
 
when the summons came, it was surprising to the dark-hooded voyager. he stepped through the brush, keeping his head low and his hawkish gaze trained on the figure he had never met. a low chuff was issued to announce his presence, hoping to draw the attention of the unfamiliar beast. illidan hoped that his quick response would grant him a modicum of favor.