Deimos
Deimos had always been nosy to a fault; started from childhood and far, more further developed in times of war, when the minimal amount of information could mean a life or death scenario. Still, even in peace and repose, he couldn’t quite help himself from asking, another light smile developing across his features as she relayed the information around her home. “Ah, I am not surprised,” by the wine and healing properties development. “Safrin replaced our springs, in case you ever feel inclined to visit again,” at which he wrinkled his nose, head tilting and eyes widening at the latest string of news. “Well, congratulations to them. I can send something along,” though if he was surprised, he didn’t show it – Danta was always a peculiar puzzle.
Nodding at the implications of Fox and the fountain, he snorted. “He will probably feel the same in regards to you,” given Kiada’s own proclivity towards dangerous notions. The tease extended on a wink.
As for Erebos, they’d already had several discussions over the matter. “Initially he seemed a bit nervous. Said he did not know how to be a big brother,” at which he shrugged; nobody really understood until it happened to them. “But we talked it over – he seemed more excited about the prospect.” Though Deimos half-wondered if this was because he’d be able to lord over something, but kept that mostly to himself; hopeful he was wrong.
Ru was another notion, and he sighed, snagging at a piece of parchment in his pockets, handing it over for her to peruse and read. “Sunjata was worried last season because she had not been seen since LongNight. I spent quite a bit of time searching for her. Turns out something happened, and she is alive. But I received only that.” A shrug followed through, waiting until she had the opportunity to comb through all of it. “And no response after I sent one of my own.” Perhaps she was avoiding him, though he couldn’t fathom why. “I may just seek her out when I have time.”
Nodding at the implications of Fox and the fountain, he snorted. “He will probably feel the same in regards to you,” given Kiada’s own proclivity towards dangerous notions. The tease extended on a wink.
As for Erebos, they’d already had several discussions over the matter. “Initially he seemed a bit nervous. Said he did not know how to be a big brother,” at which he shrugged; nobody really understood until it happened to them. “But we talked it over – he seemed more excited about the prospect.” Though Deimos half-wondered if this was because he’d be able to lord over something, but kept that mostly to himself; hopeful he was wrong.
Ru was another notion, and he sighed, snagging at a piece of parchment in his pockets, handing it over for her to peruse and read. “Sunjata was worried last season because she had not been seen since LongNight. I spent quite a bit of time searching for her. Turns out something happened, and she is alive. But I received only that.” A shrug followed through, waiting until she had the opportunity to comb through all of it. “And no response after I sent one of my own.” Perhaps she was avoiding him, though he couldn’t fathom why. “I may just seek her out when I have time.”
we exhume our enemy's bones
we are battling, hungry beasts
we are battling, hungry beasts
