Sah
The forest never sleeps and the wolf never dies
The past few months had been a blur for the hunter. Sah had found himself with hardly a moment to spare. Between commissions, helping with Halo's day-to-day, and trying not to have a panic attack every time he saw his not so young daughter, the Wild Thunder had been busy to say the least. Truly, his little sun could pass as his sister now. Terrifying. Shaking his head, Sah paused mid-step at the sound of splashing. Pad huffed, flicking an ear in the direction as he noted the familiar scents in the air. Lips curling into a smirk, the hunter silently made his way over. Stepping into the courier's line of sight without warning, Sah called out, "You're not drowning again, are you?" Head tilted in false curiosity; the Wild Thunder fought to keep the laughter out of his voice.
