Over mountains and forests and seas
A cool determination, a renewed desire to grow in strength and skill had freshly blossomed within him – he’d always said he would be there for Kia, and yet when there came a time that he needed to be he had not. He simply could not, would not allow that to happen again. He would do everything in his power now to improve, and reach his greatest potential, to protect her, to hold onto her, now and into the future.
Of all the seasons, Deepfrost felt strangely the safest in Halo. Isolation, while stressful in some ways, also lended itself to a security bubble not otherwise achievable. And there was plenty to do – a ningo farm to run, a town to feed, and new faces to meet and know. And always, always, people willing to help him train and improve himself.
News of the Order caused a rumble of concern to colour the bond now, as he digested the information with careful consideration. “They’ve been in Halo?” he pressed as an immediate follow-up, a sudden desire to take flight and roam the region scouting for such Order members suddenly rising up. He did not give in to the desire, instead his feathers merely raised and then smoothed themselves out again as if in a great, troubled sigh – he doubted such an Order would advertise themselves so openly as to be spotted easily from afar, not to mention the great unlikelihood that they would willingly strand themselves in Halo for an entire season. Which led him to his next question; “Where are they from?”
Of all the seasons, Deepfrost felt strangely the safest in Halo. Isolation, while stressful in some ways, also lended itself to a security bubble not otherwise achievable. And there was plenty to do – a ningo farm to run, a town to feed, and new faces to meet and know. And always, always, people willing to help him train and improve himself.
News of the Order caused a rumble of concern to colour the bond now, as he digested the information with careful consideration. “They’ve been in Halo?” he pressed as an immediate follow-up, a sudden desire to take flight and roam the region scouting for such Order members suddenly rising up. He did not give in to the desire, instead his feathers merely raised and then smoothed themselves out again as if in a great, troubled sigh – he doubted such an Order would advertise themselves so openly as to be spotted easily from afar, not to mention the great unlikelihood that they would willingly strand themselves in Halo for an entire season. Which led him to his next question; “Where are they from?”
to go anywhere that I please
CHULANE
