I carried my own ashes to the mountains
Deimos managed to hold back the brief snort threatening him again – wondering just what on earth the siblings would be like if this one had to hold them in command, or if anything he'd signified had made it through her mind. “Sure,” he offered by way of an arched brow – several others still glancing over her way, most likely in disbelief.
Neither threatened nor bothered by the individual, though maybe pondering over whether or not this training session happened to be effective in the long term, all he could do was signify his pleasantries and continue with the day. “Have a safe journey back,” he rumbled in response, from wherever she had blown in.
[FIN]
Neither threatened nor bothered by the individual, though maybe pondering over whether or not this training session happened to be effective in the long term, all he could do was signify his pleasantries and continue with the day. “Have a safe journey back,” he rumbled in response, from wherever she had blown in.
[FIN]
DEIMOS
