Raven's Watch but that seed is already there; given time, it will grow, and bear bitter fruit

the young ghost was quite surprised that he hadn't received more complaints from his wiry companion. he had set a speedy pace for them and pushed his own limits of travel, so it was pleasing to see that the dingy-furred wyatt was capable enough to keep up and shut up. it was not until they had arrived at the base of the looming mountain that he finally spoke up with a series of questions. the first was easy to answer, and illidan did so with a gruff, “not until now.”

then, he allowed the yellow of his gaze trace the jagged stones that jutted from above. from the rocky crevice, a dark bird peered down to the two wolves and issued an ominous caw. the dark-hooded young man swung his muzzle around and stared down the length of it at wyatt. “yeah, we're going to try,” he then confirmed with a wicked smirk.