NOAH
set a fire for tomorrow
set it to your woes
set it to your woes
When she squeezed his hand, he reciprocated. He leaned over and with his other hand gently traced along her jaw and brought her face to his. He placed a gentle, sweet kiss on her lips. "Thank you for having grace." He kissed her again, still sweet and gentle and full of all of his I'm sorries and Thank yous.
When she snuggled in, he held her close. "I think that gods let us have more as they see fit. I've known other shifters who stay the same animal their whole lives. My father had three shifts." He recalled all of his father's forms: a great, grey wolf; a massive moose; a brilliant snowy owl. His father was the reason he attuned, because he had not been born with his mother's magic.
Eyebrows knit together and he leaned back, looking down at her to answer her firmly: "No. Never."
feel defiance burning through my teeth
it's not enough to drag this blade across the day
it's not enough to drag this blade across the day
