Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
Erebos’ squeals of delight echoed along the hill, hands thrown wildly in the air with each thrill and pull of the sled. Deimos snorted, but kept an amused snicker on his features, easily gliding ahead of Koa with swift and keen expertise in the wake of snow. He wasn’t even deterred or bothered by the snowball hitting him – in fact, he had other things up his sleeve, if the Dragoon didn’t want to play nicely.Which was why he spread his magic nearby, utilizing the earth and water incantations, and creating a miniature little barrier right in Koa’s path; either potentially slowing him down as a speed bump, or catching on the runner of the vessel altogether.
