Ankyra Sound into the rainbow vein

the boy found it rather difficult to miss the caterwauling of his mother. he had been working on improving his skills in the water when her voice carried over the sound. his ears swiveled atop his crown and then flattened quickly to his head. the young ghost lifted his head and turned to where the sound had come from. with a short breath, he stepped from the tide pools and set off at a brisk trot in her direction.

once he arrived, it seemed as though she had another figure with her. his brow furrowed over his hawkish gaze, and he canted his head to the side with a questioning expression. “who's this?' illidan asked with little buffer to soften the question. the other wolf certainly smelled like a stranger to him; the scents on his coat were from places far away.