[se] knee deep in forest rivers

Deimos Between the pair of animals, their foolish behavior, and whatever was lurking nearby, his attention was similarly dispersed and on high alert, notches nettling down the corridors of his spine; cautious, unyielding. Eyes narrowed and he nearly sent a wave of air magic to encompass the peryton as Belial ignored him for a moment too long – ceasing the notions only as the youth hooted in abject defeat, a curl of his wing waving towards the sea panther as he maneuvered towards the Sword. Deimos would have rolled his eyes further had another voice not ricocheted amidst the trees, and he stilled entirely. He recognized those tones from years of animosity, hostility, and spite, and the clenching of his jaw tightened into waves of muscle and gritting teeth. Restraint for Ru’s sake was the only thing ceasing him from anything else, save for turning his head over his shoulder, following the vocals to its owner. His face remained bitterly impassive, and some biting remark threatened to cut through the humid air – Except any of those notions were interrupted by a propulsion of water rising from the inlet. Some heavy, forbearing sigh flickered through his chest as he watched the culprit, a void river star, rise from the current – intentions clear on its hunting prowess – and he immediately snagged at the elements, churning multitudes of droplets into icy shards and pinpointing them at the creature. Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime