Noah’s grin lingered easily as her voice brushed across the Attuned bond, warm with amusement and thoughtful curiosity alike. The wag of her tail stirred the air between them, and for a moment he simply watched her the way a man might watch the steady fall of snow beyond a window -- content, attentive, quietly appreciative of the moment as it unfolded.
His head tilted slightly as he considered it, the movement slow and thoughtful while the fire behind him cracked softly in the hearth. Safrin sees farther than we do. She pulled that shift from your soul. He answered through the bond, his voice carrying the certainty that colored his faith.
He reached out then, pausing just long enough to give her time to pull away if she wished before letting his hand settle briefly against the thick fur along her shoulder. It was warm and dense beneath his palm, built to hold heat against brutal wind and freezing water alike. His thumb dragged once through the heavy coat in quiet admiration before he let his hand fall again. There is no coincidence in this shift.
His head tilted slightly as he considered it, the movement slow and thoughtful while the fire behind him cracked softly in the hearth. Safrin sees farther than we do. She pulled that shift from your soul. He answered through the bond, his voice carrying the certainty that colored his faith.
He reached out then, pausing just long enough to give her time to pull away if she wished before letting his hand settle briefly against the thick fur along her shoulder. It was warm and dense beneath his palm, built to hold heat against brutal wind and freezing water alike. His thumb dragged once through the heavy coat in quiet admiration before he let his hand fall again. There is no coincidence in this shift.
the sentinel of the north
