Noah
Losing track of time, the other side of midnight
Don't know how it hit us so hard
Don't know how it hit us so hard
Noah was always impressed with the mastery of the elements that Deimos wielded without flinching. Now, that same feeling roiled within him as Noah took a step back to inspect the sled Sah had created, after the two men had worked together to quarter the moose and prepare it for better travel on the sled. At the same time, Noah looked to Lily and Pad and gave them a firm, approving nod and pointed at the pile of innards and scraps — full of vitamins and minerals and protein they craved. "Gonna give Dei a run for his money." The hunter smirked at his fellow.
"Cordelia will be glad to see you." His smirk turned into a warm and genuine smile before he shifted back to his bear form. He slipped the makeshift leather halter over his head and started pushing against it. He felt the sled budge and then start to slide behind him in the snow.
Something 'bout the way you're pausing all the chaos
