DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
He could recall moments like these that would’ve had them all on edge years and years ago – and now it seemed to be a source of amusement with snowballs lobbing and conversations reeling around luxere bait and guards. A testament to how far they’d all come; especially as Deimos’ grin lit up, boyish and mischievous at the White Knight’s inquiry. “It is in the name. Snowmen who guard,” he winked with a slight wrinkle to his nose. “You could probably do the same with sand in Torchline,” imagining sandcastles erupting from the beach and assailing random intruders on the shore.
They discussed parameters and particulars, but no sooner had they come to conclusions, then the damned ursur came striding through, regardless, wholly unbothered with their presence. The Sword could barely muffle his laughter, but not the smile reappearing on his features. Deimos was never inclined to use anyone as bait, but given the individuals they had clustered, it sounded more like a form of entertainment. “Well, up to you. Looks like we will not have to go much further.”
Tucking the sled away, as they wouldn’t need it until later, he nodded towards the beast beginning to lumber their way in the foreground – head lifting as it began to catch their scents. “All right, head out,” and he shifted, airborne as a thunderbird to head the initial approach.
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Oh look it’s an ursur! Head towards it from above or prance about – time to get in range!
Ursur: 1406/1406
Deimos: 1335/1335
Ronin: 510/510
Remi: 1890/1890
Colt: 208/208
They discussed parameters and particulars, but no sooner had they come to conclusions, then the damned ursur came striding through, regardless, wholly unbothered with their presence. The Sword could barely muffle his laughter, but not the smile reappearing on his features. Deimos was never inclined to use anyone as bait, but given the individuals they had clustered, it sounded more like a form of entertainment. “Well, up to you. Looks like we will not have to go much further.”
Tucking the sled away, as they wouldn’t need it until later, he nodded towards the beast beginning to lumber their way in the foreground – head lifting as it began to catch their scents. “All right, head out,” and he shifted, airborne as a thunderbird to head the initial approach.
--
Oh look it’s an ursur! Head towards it from above or prance about – time to get in range!
Ursur: 1406/1406
Deimos: 1335/1335
Ronin: 510/510
Remi: 1890/1890
Colt: 208/208
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
