The wolf's ears perked up, and his tail wagged as Deimos' words reached him in the bond. Thank Safrin. The man did seem to understand what Sah was trying to tell him. Hearing it reciprocated made warmth well in his chest. A warmth that he kept from entering the bond for fear of overwhelming the Sword. The younger hybrid didn't want the man to shut down from being exposed to so many emotions in such a short period of time. His stoic nature already seemed a little fractured. Better not push it.
Sah easily latched onto the conversation, ears pinning at Deimos' grin. No, thank you. I'd rather it was a normal crow or a raven. But black wings and lava did suggest a gore crow.
The other suggestion was one that hadn't crossed his mind at all. A fyrhund? I recall reading about them in the guild's library, but I've never seen one. They're rather canine-looking, right? That certainly appealed to the Wild Thunder.
Sah easily latched onto the conversation, ears pinning at Deimos' grin. No, thank you. I'd rather it was a normal crow or a raven. But black wings and lava did suggest a gore crow.
The other suggestion was one that hadn't crossed his mind at all. A fyrhund? I recall reading about them in the guild's library, but I've never seen one. They're rather canine-looking, right? That certainly appealed to the Wild Thunder.
the wild thunder
Lightning strikes
A distant howl
A distant howl
