Lost Creek Hollow and she is coming to devour you whole

she spoke his name with familiarity on her tongue and the tension in his shoulders released just enough. once the air had been broken between them, the ghost took in her figure with sharp eyes. she looked healthy enough for the winter months, but he knew that it was still early in the season. the scent that she had mingled into her coat was one that was different from the last she had carried. this was of some interest to the gunslinger. he drew a thoughtful eye to her face and frowned.
 
“you have found a new home for yourself?”
 
the question was simple, not accusatory or fearful. illidan simply wished to know where she had moved to and whether or not there was any matter of interest behind why she had done so. the dark-hooded beast also was curious to know whether or not her knew homestead was near to the valley of the bears. his ears swiveled atop his crown to listen for signs of any others – any who might have traveled with her.