yet my blood renders me a King
Sah’s eyes fell on the two constellations and he let out a hum. “Good choices. Mine is Lupus, the wolf.” Pointing out the constellation, he traced it in the air. A quiet huff of laughter left him, “Probably a predictable choice, but I like it.” The Wild Thunder knew he was predictable in some ways. His love of wolves and his love of sweets were well known to his friends and family. But he didn’t see anything wrong in finding joy in small things.
The hybrid’s eyes narrowed as a different purple hue caught his attention. On the ridge opposite the shrine and just within sight was a void luxere. The tainted creature watched the small group stargazing for a moment, seeming to weigh the pros and cons of attacking.
Sah straightened, lightning crackling under his skin and ready to strike at a moment’s notice. Fortunately, or not, the creature was well out of the range of his magic. Frog let out a small growl from where he sat perched on the Wild Thunder. Pad and Lilly followed suit.
The hybrid’s eyes narrowed as a different purple hue caught his attention. On the ridge opposite the shrine and just within sight was a void luxere. The tainted creature watched the small group stargazing for a moment, seeming to weigh the pros and cons of attacking.
Sah straightened, lightning crackling under his skin and ready to strike at a moment’s notice. Fortunately, or not, the creature was well out of the range of his magic. Frog let out a small growl from where he sat perched on the Wild Thunder. Pad and Lilly followed suit.
Sah
