Noah Hope seems gone But we'll make it out alive The most rolled and curled around the Sentinel and his companion. Eira growled again, low and unnerving like thunder rolling in over an open prairie. Noah sent calming waves to her as much as he could over their soul bond, but his own suspicion and hesitation kept him from giving her the confidence he could when they faced the dangers of the tundra together. Before them the mist opened to eerily dark water. Noah paused. He looked around. There didn’t seem to be any way around it, only through it. The hunter backed up several paces before setting his jaw and running forward, attempting to jump the pool. Eira, blessed with her wings, took to flying. —- Noah attempts to jump the pool while his griffin flies over it. |
