While Iylldrraen understood the seriousness of the situation, he had intended to share intimate moments with Aelena. The next several days, however, found the druid in a deeply contemplative and almost reclusive state. He did not ignore or neglect Aelena in any way, but his eyes were fixed on the shore of Hillsbrad and the worgen that awaited his arrival. The druid questioned the wisdom of making this journey with just Aelena; he'd studied the severity of worgen bites on individuals, and how it almost always transformed them or killed them, but almost never left the individual in the same condition before they were bitten.<br/><br/>Iylldrraen believed differently, however. To him, the worgen were no different than feral druids, save that their method of transformation was through magical means, and a druids' was natural. He wondered if these worgen that they were sailing to meet were really the ones attacking the town, or if it was simply humans once more trying to enlist the aid of others to amend their wrongdoing. He knew it was a cynical perspective, but it could not be helped, living the eons that Iylldrraen had, bearing first-hand witness to what humans were capable of to acquire what they coveted. The worgen were living proof.<br/><br/>As the railing of the ship braced the druid's weight, he felt his lover approach and stand beside him. Instinctively he leaned against her, rubbing his shoulder against hers, one of many small signs of affection he'd adpoted just for her. “Good morning, love.” While his words were few, they were sincere, despite his eyes remaining fixed on the approaching shores beyond, which would take at least one more day to arrive. Time and again through these past days Iylldrraen had felt blessed that he had Aelena beside him. He knew from the start that she would prove invaluable, since he was an ancient druid and had a tendency to perceive situations through stubborn, aged experience, where Aelena had a fresh perspective of each event in life being unique and exclusive. He didn't just want her with him, he needed her with him, especially in maintaining civility with a race like the worgen.<br/><br/>“You know, once this is done, I think we should plan a vacation in the mountains; I've heard watching the dwarves train the griffons can be quite entertaining.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>