What makes a home?
Sah Lovi
the Wild Thunder
Hunter

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#43

"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell"


Sah watched Deimos as he prepped the birds, trying to sear the steps into his memory. Take the feathers off, warm the oven, season the birds, cook. Seemed simple enough. "An hour? Alright." Sah's voice was a bit unsure, his concept of hours and such still being developed. He was far more used to simply using the alignment of the sun. It was taking some time to assign hours to such measurements but he was getting there.

Sah eyed the feathers that had been plucked and upon running a finger over over one, his face lit up. "Soft." He noted before springing into action. He began sorting the feathers out so that he could clean them later. They would make an excellent addition to his nest.

sah
There stood the wolf in the winter wind
Full of fearsome might
There stood the wolf in the winter wind
King of the winter night.
-Tim Vallie


Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster

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#44
DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
In between the collected feathers and everything else, the hour passed swiftly. Before long, the beast ducked down, opening the oven door to behold their work – grabbing the pan with a towel wrapped around his hand, and then placing it along the top of the stove. “There you go,” and he nodded poignantly at the baked ningos – seasoned and hopefully edible.

And so while it’d been a lengthy, drawn out day, there’d been successes amongst the multitudes of hard work and overtures. Perhaps that made the exhaustion in his brows worth it, as they could easily cut the meat apart and relish to their heart’s content. Eventually, the Sword figured, Sah would be able to do this on his own. “Ask around and try different things,” and that way he’d build up his own repertoire, of what he liked, of what he detested, and whatever else lingered and loitered.

{FIN}
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I


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