Come closer, young one. In my time I could hear the flutter of a prey's beating heart, but now you must speak up if you want your words heard.
Tell me a story, Skorn.
I have run through these plains for many, many seasons. And I have hunted great beasts. And I had never been bested... until I faced Ghost Howl.
Long ago, the massive wolf was an ally to the tauren and fought bravely against the Burning Legion. But he was wounded savagely by a demon, and the tear in his flesh never healed. Eventually... it drove Ghost Howl mad.
Now he roams the plains in agony, seeking an end to his pain. To my shame, when we fought I lacked the strength to slay him...