Sah
The forest never sleeps and the wolf never dies
Sah's face turned slightly green as face twisted, "Don't even joke about that." Gods, Soleil older than him? No. Nope. Absolutely not. Hard stop on that treasonous thought. No thank you. The green dissipated as the hunter's eyes narrowed. "She takes after me too much at times." Letting out a sigh, Sah reached for the top of shirt and pulled it down to reveal an old, jagged scar that was typically hidden. It stretched brutally from just below his neck and down through his right collar bone. "I was eighteen when I was nearly murdered as a result of my own temper and recklessness." In hindsight, cussing out a God who was already trying to kill you and everyone else wasn't his brightest moment.
The Outlander sighed, "I've mellowed out more than you can imagine since coming to Caido." His voice grew soft, "Nineteen is far too close to eighteen for me to not worry."
Lilly happily greeted Boreal before her ear flicked and she sent her bonded a concerned look. Pad, still grumbling from being splashed, swam over and tucked himself into the Abandoned's side without a sound.
