The rain falls in a thin drizzle that nearly hurts the skin to stand in for too long. Lyra had come most of the way here as a Newfoundland, preferring her fur coat to being out in this miserable weather with nothing but a few layers of coats for warmth. Now, though, she's fully human, and her dark curls drop out from under her hood to cascade down in front of her shoulders. Snow pants are tucked into winter boots, and the number of layers the Torchline woman has on is, frankly, obscene. And it's not even Deepfrost yet.
Lyra raises her hand to knock and hesitates. She remembers how Noah shied away from her touch at the festival, and she wonders if coming here uninvited is an overstep, too. Still, she'd been in town, and Noah is a friend she'd like to see, so here she is. She has so much to tell him, about the search and rescue mission she participated in here in Halo. About her new abilities as an Attuned. There's so much he can tell her, too, about being Attuned and how to use these newfound abilities properly. And besides that, she likes Noah. She wants to get to know him better (and she refuses to look too closely at why that is).
So after only a moment of hesitation, Lyra knocks at the door to the lodge, hoping that Noah is home and that she hasn't come all this way for nothing.
Lyra raises her hand to knock and hesitates. She remembers how Noah shied away from her touch at the festival, and she wonders if coming here uninvited is an overstep, too. Still, she'd been in town, and Noah is a friend she'd like to see, so here she is. She has so much to tell him, about the search and rescue mission she participated in here in Halo. About her new abilities as an Attuned. There's so much he can tell her, too, about being Attuned and how to use these newfound abilities properly. And besides that, she likes Noah. She wants to get to know him better (and she refuses to look too closely at why that is).
So after only a moment of hesitation, Lyra knocks at the door to the lodge, hoping that Noah is home and that she hasn't come all this way for nothing.
lyra
Who could ever leave me darling... but who could stay?
