What makes a home?

"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" Sah nodded and with a final goodbye took his leave. A few hours later when the sun was significantly lower in the sky he returned. He'd spent the last few hours wandering the market and familiarizing himself with stalls to visit in the future. Ones that especially caught his interest where those that sold blankets, weaponry, and what appeared to be magical items. He had spotted one merchant selling animals and had been overcome with conflicting emotions of disgust and horror but also curiosity and yearning. The merchant had dogs for sale. Puppies too. Maybe one day Sah could have a pack again. But the idea of buying one still seemed wrong. Regardless, upon arrival he knocked on Deimos' door before stepping in. "Hey. How did all of the work go? Ready to head out?" 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