...look into a wolf's eyes. You'll never be the same again.
It was true that Sah wasn't prone to such moods, but one thing was vastly different this time around. There was brewing tension, and his kinds were adults now. There was no magical blessing to keep them safe should the worst-case scenario occur. Perhaps he was being too pessimistic but the Abandoned had personally seen wars break out mere years after another finished.
Deimos's question held his focus at the moment however and was met with a small grin, "Yes." Chuckling lightly Sah added, "I'm not one to typically prize materialistic things." The Wild Thunder could lose everything he owned and still be satisfied with life as long as his loved ones were alive and well. He had the feeling that the Sword was of a similar notion. "What about you? What keeps you going?"
Deimos's question held his focus at the moment however and was met with a small grin, "Yes." Chuckling lightly Sah added, "I'm not one to typically prize materialistic things." The Wild Thunder could lose everything he owned and still be satisfied with life as long as his loved ones were alive and well. He had the feeling that the Sword was of a similar notion. "What about you? What keeps you going?"
Sah
