this is the reckoning
Content with the results of his irritation – modest surprise, a drop of charcoal, scrambled feet – he merely tilted his head at the call and peevish nature of her tone. Rolling his shoulders in what could be considered some sort of houndish shrug, his massive paws dug into the snow, leaving imprints along the earth. Zuriel glanced at the woman up and down with her discerning eye, before snorting, and picking at some growth near a rock.
But rather than shifting immediately to answer her question, his attention deviated to sounds and smells honing over his senses – large ears flicking back and forth, Belial’s, for once, silent postures over what he could see from a distance, head lifting to catch scents upon the wind – granting only a short bark, before beginning to wander further along the inland portions of the coast. It could’ve been an indication to follow – if she was of the curious sort.
For along the shoal and ice were clear indications of a luxere herd, somewhere in the midst.
But rather than shifting immediately to answer her question, his attention deviated to sounds and smells honing over his senses – large ears flicking back and forth, Belial’s, for once, silent postures over what he could see from a distance, head lifting to catch scents upon the wind – granting only a short bark, before beginning to wander further along the inland portions of the coast. It could’ve been an indication to follow – if she was of the curious sort.
For along the shoal and ice were clear indications of a luxere herd, somewhere in the midst.
DEIMOS
