Hushed Willows the hawk does not fear you, boy, and the hawk never will

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to lily, the wolves of the plateau had been good friends. to illidan, they had been the only souls who had saved him from death at a very young age. whether or not he felt love for them, he knew that he owed them something. for all that they had given to him in his time of need, he thought it a terrible thing to do to turn away from them and only discover later that they had vanished from the home they’d created.
 
the dark-hooded boy bowed his head and turned then, away from the pack that he had stumbled upon. his sights were set for the wilderness. there was so much for him to search across, but that was only a sign that he needed to start. the woman lily had been kind to him; there was a chance that they would not all be that way. instead of lifting his hopes, illidan merely set his mind on what he knew. he was capable, and he would not have been brought down before he felt that he was ready.