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

wyatt was quick to attempt to defend his honor. illidan could not help but to allow a sinister and curling smile to adorn his features. the sharp glittering of his yellow gaze danced like a jester after having made a devilishly good joke. truthfully, if wyatt didn’t make it so damn fun, illidan was less likely to tease him. instead, the boy seemed to take great offense to anything that might have been said crossly at him. it tickled the dark-hooded youth pink.
 
“sure it does! maybe you’re just used to it, but after you come out of the water… phew!” he continued to goad his companion with a wide grin. the end of his tail wavered between his hocks. for the first time in a very long time, illidan felt normal. there was no creeping sense of dread – no reminders of the tragedy that he had endured. it was a moment of simply being… okay.