The sun's coming up
While his lynx form never would have enjoyed being in such a place as this, it was moments like this that made Noah miss the form dearly. It had such finesse and was swift, better than walking across such treacherous terrain than his own human feet. He had to pay much more attention, unable to look at Lena for long as the anxiety of stepping through soft earth into molten lava below (even if the chance in this area was lower than others).
"I haven't heard much about it." He stopped for a minute to scan for what Lena sought. "But I think I'll go." Was his answer -- and the ignorance his motivation. The pulsing desire within him to protect those he loved never wavered, and he knew that many citizens of Halo and his dear friends would let their curiosity and desire for fun and fellowship lead them to the festival. Thus, Noah would go, too. If only to make sure nothing happened to those he loved.
"Do you know what its about?" He asked her, wondering if this was a tradition that the people who had been more connected to the world in their lives knew, unlike him who hadn't been outside of Halo until he was already well into adulthood.
But the steel around your heart is starting to rust
