I'll let it burn the way the sunlight burns my skin
The way I feel inside, the way the day begins
The way I feel inside, the way the day begins
It was the sharp, stinging reverberation of a curse that snapped Noah's attention from inward to outward. The rain splattered off of his hood as he turned his head to look at the on-comer. He couldn't help the way his hackles rose with bear instinct, or the way his muscles tensed in readiness that probably wasn't necessary.
He didn't relax all the way, even as familiarity filled his eyes. His brows scrunched together and his jaw feathered a moment before he answered, "I could ask you the same thing." His head tilted some as he extended an arm to offer her help out of the puddle and back on to the path. Given their last encounter, Noah doubted she needed such help, but it was an invitation nonetheless that the Forsaken subconsciously gave.
Rolling his shoulder slightly and adjusting the hood of his coat, Noah gave a better answer. "I came to see if any bridges had been washed out, and if anyone needed help."
He didn't relax all the way, even as familiarity filled his eyes. His brows scrunched together and his jaw feathered a moment before he answered, "I could ask you the same thing." His head tilted some as he extended an arm to offer her help out of the puddle and back on to the path. Given their last encounter, Noah doubted she needed such help, but it was an invitation nonetheless that the Forsaken subconsciously gave.
Rolling his shoulder slightly and adjusting the hood of his coat, Noah gave a better answer. "I came to see if any bridges had been washed out, and if anyone needed help."
I'm ready now, I'm not waiting for the other side
