Ankyra Sound into the rainbow vein

the young ghost was pretty unimpressed with the sight that had been provided to him. his surly expression was latched tight to the grey-coated figure. he'd introduced himself as lucca and then continued on with a sentence that seemed incredibly perplexing to illidan. caiaphas had thought that he could use a friend. that was something that left him relatively stunned. first, who wanted their mother setting up play dates for them with strangers? second, wasn't he a little old to have the sea witch seeking out companions for him?

“i guess...” he drawled in a tone that was less than enthusiastic about the arrangement. “where'd you even come from?” the wildling then inquired with a canting of his skull and a thoughtful frown. the scents that lingered on the coat of the boy lucca were entirely unfamiliar to illidan. then again, he hadn't truly traveled very far in his short life. in spite of all that, the dark-hooded youth wanted to know what made this lucca a good candidate for friendship.