dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
Glancing back up at the Fangs and then to Noah, Wessex takes a moment before indicating her agreement to join him on the way back to Snowcloak. “Sure. The does can wait until tomorrow” She can teleport to this place, take it from there. When you don’t need to stop for food or warmth, it would probably be easier. There’s even a slight smile on her face as she turns and they head down the rest of the slope. Recognizing a fellow stoic when she sees one, the Wraith wants to ask him more questions about himself and the people of Halo. And then she thinks better of it. There’s more than one way to curry favor, and being able to read the room is one of them. Questions can be saved for later, perhaps when she delivers that doe.
{Fin!}
{Fin!}
