Strange places, stranger people

"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" Sah nodded stiffly. "Seems about right. I'll probably avoid your gods for now." He listened intently as Noah spoke about finding a purpose. "My purpose?" Sah shook his head sadly. "I guess I'll have to find my own here given that my original one has been ripped from me." He couldn't hide the slight bitterness in his tone. He had been happy in his home world. Happy with the purpose of ensuring the wellbeing of his pack. Logically, he knew he couldn't have that again even it he had remained, given the entire apocalypse thing. But the loss still stung. Sah let out a long exhale, trying to regain his bearings. He was in a new world, a new body, and with a new life ahead of him. There'd be time to grieve but for now he had to focus. Sah stood up, determination filling him. "Thank you. So what comes next besides a 'wardrobe'?" Focus on adjusting now, grieve later. That was the plan. sah There stood the wolf in the winter wind Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie