Grateful for the ravens’ preternatural abilities to direct letters to exactly where they needed them to go, Noah sought the meeting place he and Hadama had agreed upon. His Sentinel’s coat wrapped around him, though it was not done up the front. The wind whipped around him as he rode atop his companion, his other taken off to hunt for his family. Despite the inherit comings of winter, with the evidence in the whisper of frost and ice, Noah felt this to be a moderate day. Used to living in a land of perpetual snow and ice, this transition from fall to winter was what Halovians would consider warm.
It didn’t take him too long to find where Hadama wanted them to meet, and letting Vi’dore’s hooves carry him it didn’t take him long to get there. The unicorn cantered gracefully and powerfully, his breath great puffs of clouds. He slowed carefully as the floating mer came into view. Once stopped, Noah dismounted and made his way over to a comfortable spot to sit while he and Hadama talked.
”As well as anyone could be away from their home.” Noah said, extending his hand to shake the merking’s in greeting. ”The Hollowed Grounds are as untamed as the wilds these days, so we’re being careful. How is Torchline?”
It didn’t take him too long to find where Hadama wanted them to meet, and letting Vi’dore’s hooves carry him it didn’t take him long to get there. The unicorn cantered gracefully and powerfully, his breath great puffs of clouds. He slowed carefully as the floating mer came into view. Once stopped, Noah dismounted and made his way over to a comfortable spot to sit while he and Hadama talked.
”As well as anyone could be away from their home.” Noah said, extending his hand to shake the merking’s in greeting. ”The Hollowed Grounds are as untamed as the wilds these days, so we’re being careful. How is Torchline?”
