When Iylldrraen drew her in, the shaman just leaned into him. It helped ease the heaviness she felt; the sorrow of her loss. She smile softly up at him and nodded in agreement. If he had not been the one she had met in Everlook, it seemed unlikely that could have brought herself to come to this place. The Draenei twisted in his grip so that her back was pressed to his chest and they both simply shared a moment of silence for the departed.<br/><br/>When the druid bid them leave, Aelena walked beside him, saying a prayer for all those interred here. Even though it was a holy and somber place and it had been hard to go there, within moments of being back on the road she was back to her normal exuberance. She walked along quite happily and was glad the she had paid her respects to her old friend. The day felt less cold and she smiled at the blanket of snow over the land, glittering in the sunlight. It was a nice place and even the cold did not bother her.<br/><br/>The Shaman hummed softly but kept alert to any potential danger but the only things she saw of note kept their distance from the pair. Before long sabre rock loomed ahead and stopped with the Elf when they saw the figure coming down from there to meet them. She wondered what the issue was. They had both been summoned but there had been little detail as to why. The curiosity in her was dying to know what all of this was about.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>