the devil you know is better than the ghost you don't
Even as Wessex continued to look out past him towards the sound of buzzing song, the hunter focused back on her. He didn't need to pay much attention to the bees, in his mind, for when he had seen them outside the Infirmary they simply left him and Aisha alone. "That's a fair point." Noah could agree wholly with her statement. Whenever he was gone, he always looked forward to returning to his icy fortress. For as intimidating, formidable, and unforgiving as Halo was, it was his home. His mind churned for a moment, brows coming together to wrinkle his forehead. "Wessex, has the Sparkbird always lived in the Hollowed Grounds?"
The hunter's mind was just grabbing onto the tips of an idea, going backwards in their discussion. He didn't know why the Sparkbird was angry, or why it attacked, but thinking of the unicorns and their return to where they came from made a theory touch him. "Is it the only sparkbird?" He followed up, his gaze still on her's to see if she would follow his thought pattern.
so I sit and the scan the frequencies, watch the falling snow
Noah Olson
