surprises

Let's decide to be the architects, the masters of our fate

'I do ultimately think it is better, this being here. Less casualties. More eyes on the fires. No freezing to death because there is no one to call for aid.' Noah affirmed his ideas to bring people here. After all, he had been the one to bring it to the attention of the council. He had also been the one working long, breaking hours to prepare the academy for the populous. With Zariah a prisoner, there had been no one to tend to the academy. She did not have many students, and those she had seemed to be too busy dealing with the aftermath of her and Neron's actions.

Noah nodded his feline head down, eyes bright. 'Yes!' He exclaimed, the hope that surged through the bond met with excitement and truth. 'I talked with Kiada about joining her guild, as well. She said you were a member?' He asked, short tail twitching some. His excitement was like static electricity, sparking across the bond. 'When I met her about it, she was gathering information on the dragon that killed Weaver.' The lynx's shoulder muscles tightened. He would very much like to bring an end to that creature. Noah was not normally one for revenge or for needless killing--but when he thought of the reptile hiding in the Fangs, he only saw red.

'I am looking forward to Flowerbirth. I would like to explore a little of the other worlds beyond the portals, as well as really get my elbows deep in helping our community.'

NOAH