surprises

Let's decide to be the architects, the masters of our fate

Noah had never seen such a creature as Chulane's shift. Noah sat and let himself be inspected as he also continued to inspect Chuy's form--noting all of the similarities and differences. He assumed the leopard was not build for these colder climates--the way the fur on the other shifter was sleek and looked as fine as silk. It was different than the thick, amber fur he boasted himself. Chulane's paws were smaller than the paws that looked all too large to be placed on even the lynx's robust body. But they both seemed to be relatively the same size, as they were in human form. Noah wondered if their difference in tail length changed their ability to balance...

The lynx moved his head back up to make eye contact with the leopard, shaking himself free from the scientific comparisons he had let his brain wander to. He didn't know Chulane well enough to understand that he would love to entertain these differences and similarities and collect the information for himself. 'That's good. Longnight is hard here, but at least we've been safe here so far. Normally we are all confined to our homes, or several families gather together. But this is the first time in Halo's written history, that I know if, the people have all mostly congregated together in one place.' He stretched back his shoulders, the muscles along his spine twitching.

If he could, Noah would grin. 'Just a few days ago.' He stood again, moving a few feet before leaping onto the thick, oak table. 'It's so different than my reindeer shift. I'm still getting used to it, but I don't think being inside is doing any justice to what I could do on a hunt.' Noah had always looked forward to Flowerbirth after the harsh grips of Deepfrost, but this excitement was so new and unfamiliar on his lips.

NOAH