the sentinel of the north
Happy his letter reached Remi without too much delay (given the natural time constrains regarding the distance between the two demigods), Noah was nearly elated when the Lullaby offered to meet in Halo. It meant that Noah did not have to travel too far from his wife and their newborns. In fact, they got to travel with him. They took shelter in the hunting lodge with a few other Halovians who had followed them out before turning themselves onto luxere.
Vi'dore walked lazily along the Greenwing, munching and grazing without much attention focused on looking for danger. Eira shared the same lackadaisical attitude. She curled up at Noah's side and snoozed in the autumn sun, drinking the last of its rays into her body. At the turn of the season, there would be no more sunbathing. While the griffin hadn't enjoyed it during longheat, it was a welcome activity in leafchange.
Noah sat with his legs bent, forearms resting on his knees. In his right hand, he twisted and turned the bottle of ink dark liquid from Safrin. Every now and then, Noah lifted his eyes to search the skies for any familiar sights of Remi.
Noah
