Bearclaw Valley "You have forgotten the face of your father.”

fade here, new one ? <3

astara's howl trickled into silence. soon, ursus would appear and measure their newest recruit. astara assumed that like her, they would not find illidan disappointing.

averna would have called the energy around the black-marked wolf interesting -- astara did not know much of the void's tongue, but she knew this much: there was a darkness to illidan she found arresting. in truth, his appearance alone had been enough to unsettle her -- but she was not so stupid as to ignore signs from greater forces at work.

after all, only fools denied coincidence. astara left illidan at the rendezvous, searching then for her rook so she might draw him back to illidan and see for himself what he made of the wolf so clearly favored by their savage bear-god.