Let's decide to be the architects, the masters of our fate
Noah was undisturbed for quite a while. It was the longest he had spent time alone since Longnight began, and he cherished it. He dozed, all curled up in the chair he occupied, though his keen ears alerted him to any noises that might interrupt him. A light purr could be heard coming from his chest -- a sensation all too new to him.
When he heard the other cat, however, the lynx lifted his head without complaint. He had had enough time. The voice across the bond was familiar, and Noah opened his mind up over it. 'Hello, Chuy.' He greeted the other man, eyeing him up and down. He had never seen the other council member in his shift, and Noah lit up a little more when he realized he also shared a feline form. Sitting up in the chair, Noah yawned, white fangs glinting against the low light of the study room.
He stood and stretched, then jumped from the chair to the floor where the other man was. 'How are you doing?'
NOAH
