NOAH
set a fire for tomorrow
set it to your woes
set it to your woes
Noah watched as Deimos took to the sky. He looked over to Cordelia briefly, giving her a brief but firm nod. An affirmation. Noah stood and took a few steps ahead, careful to make as little sound as possible in the snow. His ears took on the shape of his reindeer shift, lending him the use of their acute skill. They twitched as Noah leaned against a tree, listening for the sound of the herd shifting in the distance. It came up short. Anything up there, Deimos? Noah asked across the bond, hoping the man was flying low enough to hear him still.
Noah looked to Cordelia then, gesturing out for her to fan a little away from him and take cover behind a tree several yards away. The woods became sparse here, and if they continued to advance without having knowledge of where the herd was there was a high possibility they would spook them up and lose them for hours, if not the whole day. We don't want to press too much until we know where they are.
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The deer were not where Noah said they would be. Shame.
The group needs to find the deer. Deimos has two options: Scout further or go back to the group.
feel defiance burning through my teeth
it's not enough to drag this blade across the day
it's not enough to drag this blade across the day
