Barrow Fields beyond the reach of human rage

a sense of shock gripped him as she offered an excited response. he had never really happened upon someone who was that eager about finding wolves living beside the ocean. there was a portion of him that wondered if she had traveled from some great distance. more than this, the young man was trying his best not to appear out of touch with reality or rude to the woman. she had only been kind to him since he'd crossed paths with her, and he didn't think it was fitting for him to behave so aloofly.

“yeah... right on the beach, actually,” he confirmed to her with a small nod and a ghostly little smile. after he'd managed to admit to where he lived, the dark-hooded wildling swung his head around and peered back the way he had wandered. the woman had mentioned that she had been traveling with her sister, but illidan hadn't noticed anyone else in the area. with something of a nervous flick of his tail, he fixed his hawkish sights on her and motioned with a swing of his crown, “you could come see it, if you wanted?”