like thunder gonna shake the ground
Loren's eyes flicked towards Sunjata before flicking back towards the sheets of ice before them. Shifting slightly, the lion turned away from the dragon. Not responding to the single word of negation, the healer raised his head at the other man's question. The Voice escaping her prison. The portals and the Mathair. The new lands being opened up despite the opposition to it.
Ears flicking, the Firebrand rolled another ball of snow between his paws. The very existence of the Voice and the Ascended proves the old gods do not always get their way. Nor do all the old gods seem to care all that much about the existence of the new. He sent the ball spinning into the water with a splash. But if you don't think there's a middle path, then you'll have to choose your side.
Ears flicking, the Firebrand rolled another ball of snow between his paws. The very existence of the Voice and the Ascended proves the old gods do not always get their way. Nor do all the old gods seem to care all that much about the existence of the new. He sent the ball spinning into the water with a splash. But if you don't think there's a middle path, then you'll have to choose your side.
LOREN
