so that we may grow

NOAH

I can't wait for this no more,
My eyes have come undone

As Nephele continued to soften before him, Noah did too. He lowered his hands and smiled at her offer of help -- surely it would come in useful one day, if not today. As she went on to explain exactly what she meant, Noah nodded. He had read stories and accounts of what the Mathair meant to the fae. What the Mathair was at its core though was unknown to the hunter.

"I can help." Noah offered, his jaw feathering as she mentioned the ascended. His hatred for the Voice and her followers continued to grow as he gained more and more information of what they had done. Next, he was sure, they would go for his home's own deity. The Eirachi was powerful, but against the Voice he was not sure she could stand. "Especially if it aids you and your people against the ascended."

If my star will ever rise,
Let it be the only one