when the sky turns gray and everything is screaming
Everything that Deimos said was right. Noah already knew how to harness and use the strength he held in this form. He needed to work on evading and changing, dodging and throwing his weight in at the opportune time.
The bear surely had no hold over the hellhound when it came to maneuverability. To train this into him, to hone him, to continue to grow as a threat, was what the purpose was here. As Deimos gave him a plan, the bear nodded his massive head and prepared for the swift strike.
Deimos came for him and Noah lurched back, attempting to arch his body and throw his hip into the wolf rather than let him land his assault on his midregion. The bear attempted to swing further into it, to use his slower-moving mass to push the wolf back and away from his target.
i will reach inside just to find my heart is beating
