Let's decide to be the architects, the masters of our fate
Listening to Chulane weave the tale of his world interested Noah. He had never given too much head space to worlds outside of his own -- Halo needed all of the attention one could afford for survival alone. However, learning about this world where Chuy had come from did not seem so bad. While he may not want to live there (because, oh gods Noah had no idea how bad Earth was), he still listened.
'I don't suggest going to look for dragons.' These words, said aloud across the bond with a sense of stern knowing, were said not only for the leopard, but also for the lynx. 'I know that seems interesting, since we're a part of a monster hunting guild...I have just never heard of any success in defeating such creatures.'
Noah's fuzzy ears twitched a little. All the sounds he could hear in this form was so interesting. 'Chuy...what's the best thing about having a feline shift?'
NOAH
