NOAH
An epidemic of the mannequins
Contaminating everything
We thought came from the heart
Contaminating everything
We thought came from the heart
When he had his fill, Noah lifted his head. He turned to look in the direction that Deimos had gestured. He nodded and let his satisfaction in agreeing with the general spill over the attuned bond. He raised his body back up and trotted along the riverbank, heading north. He ears still rotated like satellites atop his head, large paws silent on the loamy ground. why couldn't the grounders get to this land before? He asked as they walked, his eyes flickering gently to the sky for a moment as Eira trilled above him, trying her best to followed Belial.
This land seemed so much more fertile than what the Hollowed Grounds was. He imagined that, before the barrier, the virility of the wildlife here may have spread its fingers all the way into the grounds. However, that land was so barren and nearly fruitless now after the barrier - its recovery barely scratching the surface. If the grounders had the ability to come here after the lifting of the barrier, he couldn't imagine why they wouldn't -- so there must have been something that truly prevented them from going.
It never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises
Just listen to the noises
