I won't stop breathing 'til my heart stops beating
The bear shook his head. They always come for Deepfrost. It was his only answer. The swarm of bugs above them and before them danced in the black, starless, cold sky but did not bring their legion down to the village to devour and gorge themselves. A few stragglers flitted about here and there, one finding the end of Deimos' muzzle interesting. The bear watched the acting Warden inspect the tiny, glowing creature.
Have you ever seen anything like them, in the Hollowed Grounds or your other world? The hunter turned his eyes back to the dancing swarm. The sound they made, the dull hum of their wings and tiny bodies crashing against one another, was almost soothing. There was a strange dichotomy with these creatures, Noah realized as he looked upon them now. They were so beautiful and brought signs of hope with their life and light, but also could wreak havoc and destruction without a second thought.
NOAH
