when the sky turns gray and everything is screaming
The wind, biting cold and quick, ripped at white fur only to be left disappointed at the lack of a shiver running down the creature's spine. Noah moved across the tundra, toward Whitebrim, with a stride that showed the confidence of the skin he was wearing. Finally the Warden settled several hundred yards from the remaining rubble, and scented the air. Nothing but ice and snow. Huffing, Noah shook out his body. Whitebrim had been a much more foreboding place before the ascended in dragon skin had decimated most of it. He wasn't sure if anyone lived among the wrecked buildings anymore, but the lack of human scent on the wind had to be some sort of evidence. The bear waited, and watched, having sent word to Remi about the recent changes in Halo. He was ready to talk with the other demigod about what it meant for the world to be known by the ascended, and how to proceed with it, especially with him now in place as Warden of Halo.
i will reach inside just to find my heart is beating
