Hearing Garamon's proclamation of his pack's purpose steeled Aelena's admittedly frayed nerves. She could not let such a threat go unchecked. It was not just for the sake of the men of Hillsbrad but for the whole of Azeroth. Before her stood a threat that had the potential to consume every man, woman and child, much like the scourge had threatened to. There was no reaction to the supernatural howl, no startled jump. The shaman's eyes stayed firmly on the hulking creature.<br/><br/>The worgen laid out the choices, the same ones they already knew it would come down to, and Aelena felt worry. She had seen Iylldrraen confront seemingly insurmountable odds before and come out unscathed. She remembered her younger self being in awe of the Druid and knew that wanting to impress him had been a motivating factor that had pushed her to excel. Now though, she feel the smallest doubt worming into her. She was his mate now and that held a new set of worries. At least the beast seemed to have honour...she hoped that the circle of worgen around them shared it. If not, their chances looked slim at best.<br/><br/>The decision her lover made was the only one that there truly was and Aelena gave his hand another squeeze. She offered a silent prayer to the earthmother to protect the man she loved from the challenge that lay ahead. They had only just come back to each other and she was determined to grow old with the Druid.... Even if he seeme determined to make her work for that future she thought with a soft smile. The challenge was of course accepted and they began to follow Garamon. Aelena did not like the worgen's cryptic words. "And what purposes are those?" It was impossible to keep at least a hint of her growing anger from her tone.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>