...look into a wolf's eyes. You'll never be the same again.
Sah nodded. He knew that Deimos was capable, but it was reassuring regardless to have the man's word. All the Abandoned had at the moment was a growing sense of unease and zero context for it. From what he could read from Deimos' tone, there was no major threat at the moment at least.
Deimos didn't laugh, not that Sah had expected him to in the first place. The Warden wasn't one to mock or maliciously make fun of anyone. Instead, his praise made some of the tension in the younger man's shoulders melt. "Thank you." Sah's eyes traced the wood as he spoke, "There really wasn't an occasion per se. I just ended up in a spiral of melancholy thoughts and landed on the question of what I can't live without."
The Wild Thunder sighed softly, "This was apparently my magic's answer to it." It seemed like his magic was just as dramatic as him. How fitting.
Deimos didn't laugh, not that Sah had expected him to in the first place. The Warden wasn't one to mock or maliciously make fun of anyone. Instead, his praise made some of the tension in the younger man's shoulders melt. "Thank you." Sah's eyes traced the wood as he spoke, "There really wasn't an occasion per se. I just ended up in a spiral of melancholy thoughts and landed on the question of what I can't live without."
The Wild Thunder sighed softly, "This was apparently my magic's answer to it." It seemed like his magic was just as dramatic as him. How fitting.
Sah
