yet my blood renders me a King
Sah shoved down Pad’s amusement when the Demi-god finally noticed the wolves. Zen ‘spoke’ with short sentences and the hybrid had a feeling that whatever magic he was using took some manner of effort. Following the man’s eyes as he shook his head, the Wild Thunder hummed. “Got it.” Yet he couldn’t shake the concern he felt. Nova hadn’t known how to handle the tundra and although this likely younger brother of hers was wearing proper furs at least, Sah didn’t like the idea of leaving someone unfamiliar with the tundra alone at night.
Making up his mind as the Zen put some space in between them, the hybrid let the fire in his palm go out and lay down in the snow, “You’re right that it’s a great night to watch the stars. Mind if I join you?” If the younger man didn’t want to leave, the Wild Thunder could at least protect him. Using his creation magic, Sah made a blanket and tossed it at Zen, “Here.”
Making up his mind as the Zen put some space in between them, the hybrid let the fire in his palm go out and lay down in the snow, “You’re right that it’s a great night to watch the stars. Mind if I join you?” If the younger man didn’t want to leave, the Wild Thunder could at least protect him. Using his creation magic, Sah made a blanket and tossed it at Zen, “Here.”
Sah
