He looked away, nonchalant in the face of her glare and existence. Regardless of her decision, his actions would follow in due course. When she seemed to contemplate and eventually make a choice, Belial had already pinpointed the ursurs, but was too far away to see if anything else was amiss – though they seemed to be sniffing and tracking on their own. “Void ursurs are over by that group of rocks,” he pointed to a portion of outcroppings thirty yards away, where the bears would tuck themselves within thresholds, not be spotted, not be seen, and likely try for an ambush, or already hone in on something they were following. “I suspect the trackers are nearby.”
So with that, he shifted; leaving her to coincide on her own options, as he took off across the plains of snow, hellhound endeavors easily sweeping upon portions of the unwinding tundra, Zuriel close behind.
So with that, he shifted; leaving her to coincide on her own options, as he took off across the plains of snow, hellhound endeavors easily sweeping upon portions of the unwinding tundra, Zuriel close behind.
Deimos
I will either find a way, or make one
