Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
Erebos wasn’t certain what ‘deployment’ meant, but he giggled and screeched ‘Yes!’ anyway from their vantage point amidst sleds and hills. The entire enterprise had given Deimos a certain arch to his brow – sledding was a preferable activity to a multitude of letters he’d need to be writing or sending – but given the state of Koa’s prior address, he thought there’d been other angles to tackle.Nonetheless, he was also competitive to a fault, and adjusted their seating arrangement in the vessel, while the toddler squealed and waved his arms about, clearly experienced in the unfurling of sleds racing down knolls.
At Koa attempting to rush beyond them, the Warden snorted, and pushed them off, opting to use his muscular frame to assist in the situation – leaning forward as it began to careen, and ensuring a protective threshold hovered over his son.
