Strange places, stranger people

"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" Sah allowed Noah to place his hand on his shoulder. The touch was grounding and helped him calm slightly. His kind had been rather tactile by nature so he appreciated Noah's gesture. Sah let out another shaky breath, still trying to regain control of his emotions and raging mind. Listening to Noah's words, his brow furrowed in confusion. "Why would your gods answer someone who was loyal to another? My kind, myself included, served our goddess, Mune. Why would your gods want anything to do with me? Served was an understatement. Sah had known Mune personally, fought beside her in war even. His kind were her chosen beings, creatures she had created herself. Sah shook his head, still trembling slightly but no as badly as before. "There has to be a reason. But how would I ever find it? Would your gods even tell me? Which one would I even ask?"" He was so lost. His kind were never meant to be alone. Never meant to be separated from their pack. Family was everything for them and without his, Sah could barely breathe. sah There stood the wolf in the winter wind Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie