Fushan had closed his eyes in a short meditative stance while awaiting for the young human to be ready… It wasn’t till Wushi, his air elemental whispered to him the words of the dwarf Fushan realized he may have been forgotten… Before the old bear could even protest it seemed the young individuals had taken to the sky and simply left him behind! Fushan looked up, quizzically, he knew he looked a lot like the natives but surely the young women could recognize the bear they had traveled to Mount Neverest for? As Myrandah continued to fly further and further away, Fushan saw his answer, apparently he could be forgotten.
Fushan turned to Wushi, “Any idea where they might be headed??” The old bear asked… The pandaren air elemental chartered before clapping its hands, “I myself must make my way back to Stormwind, gather what allies I can, freeing my friends from their sick evil clutches won’t be easy.” Wushi repeater in Myrandah’s voice. “Well old friend it appears we are heading to Stormwind…” Fushan said giving his windy friend a grin before Wushi dissipated into the air.
Fushan stared out at his trek ahead, he would use all his wisdom, experience and ancient pandaren knowledge to reach Stormwind before Myrandah, or… The old pandaren chuckled to himself, he would use the hearthstone he had in his left pocket! With a clever grin the pandaren vanished from Pandaria appearing within the Blue Recluse. As soon as Fushan appeared he found a nice seat outside in the calm sea breeze air, before Wushi appeared again in the seat nearby. Fushan gave a curt nod, “I take it your trip was as smooth as mine?” Fushan says with a smile, Wushi only responded with a happy chitter… “Think you can find those allies Myrandah was talking about?” Fushan says with a smile as he picked up a tea glass from the table and began to sip.