And that night, he flew across a thunderous sky and above a raging ocean, the soft wailing of the infant in his arms barely heard above the crashing of lightning and hissing of waves. He flew toward the Wandering Isle and the protective embrace of Shen Zen Zu on the writhing back of a golden serpent, running from the mainland he once called home to begin her life anew.

Look… these pandaren are giving me a lot of feelings and  candycrave has been giving me the best ideas to work off of!