Deimos wasn't the only one wandering. Though, he truly never was. Not when both Noah and Cordelia were close by and willing to go with him. That wasn't the intention this morning. No, the younger Attuned had set off well before the others were awake, the drive to simply stretch her legs, breath in the air, and be urged her away from the safety of their camp. She smelled him before she heard him.
The scent of steam and embers coming to her on the wind, causing her head to lift, nostrils flaring as she tried to place the scent. While she wasn't entirely familiar with each of Deimos's shifts, she knew his scent well enough that she could place it even beneath the skin of the creature he wore. That instinct to bolt subsided and instead she pressed forward and pursued.
Cloven hooves beat a path through the snow, soon joining with his as she followed in his wake, eventually catching up. Her voice reaching out when she drew closer, [say]Getting some exercise in?[/say] The words teased against his consciousness, goading him on as she pressed a bit faster, slowly edging in front of him.
The scent of steam and embers coming to her on the wind, causing her head to lift, nostrils flaring as she tried to place the scent. While she wasn't entirely familiar with each of Deimos's shifts, she knew his scent well enough that she could place it even beneath the skin of the creature he wore. That instinct to bolt subsided and instead she pressed forward and pursued.
Cloven hooves beat a path through the snow, soon joining with his as she followed in his wake, eventually catching up. Her voice reaching out when she drew closer, [say]Getting some exercise in?[/say] The words teased against his consciousness, goading him on as she pressed a bit faster, slowly edging in front of him.
