The cracking continued, doing nothing to calm the tense hunter as he watched Nate's hands, gaze occasionally flicking up to the other man's face to gauge his expression. He wanted to be ready to brace for the angry lash of the stranger's tongue if he tripped another bout of bitter spite, but if the Ascended being was calming then perhaps he could find a few more questions answered.
Kel wasn't sure what to do with the idea of a 'cold' war. Human wars were usually far away, the Forest's reputation such that it wasn't trespassed on, even though it had technically been claimed by a human kingdom ignorant of the Hidden that lived beneath their noses. The Hidden themselves had their own conflicts of varying seriousness, but their numbers were few enough that 'war' could hardly be applied to them, at least in modern times. He simply nodded, hoping that his ignorance wouldn't spark another scathing insult.
The warning - threat? - had amber eyes narrowing slightly though, a light breeze teasing Kellan's hair and tunic as he considered the tone as well as the words. He was being baited, he knew... but he needed answers, so what choice did he have but to play along? "What's scarier than the wrath of a god?" he asked, voice soft as he grew still, breath barely moving his chest beneath the moonlight.
Kel wasn't sure what to do with the idea of a 'cold' war. Human wars were usually far away, the Forest's reputation such that it wasn't trespassed on, even though it had technically been claimed by a human kingdom ignorant of the Hidden that lived beneath their noses. The Hidden themselves had their own conflicts of varying seriousness, but their numbers were few enough that 'war' could hardly be applied to them, at least in modern times. He simply nodded, hoping that his ignorance wouldn't spark another scathing insult.
The warning - threat? - had amber eyes narrowing slightly though, a light breeze teasing Kellan's hair and tunic as he considered the tone as well as the words. He was being baited, he knew... but he needed answers, so what choice did he have but to play along? "What's scarier than the wrath of a god?" he asked, voice soft as he grew still, breath barely moving his chest beneath the moonlight.
