Noah
if there's a reason I'm still alive
when so many have died
when so many have died
The hunter softened and smiled as Henry detailed for him his thought process. He did not dispute anything the man said, did not interrupt him or command him. He had given enough guidance and wisdom for today. The rains still fell around them, and the sky rumbled. Eira chirped at the mention of her name, and popped her head from the hole in the tree trunk. Noah stood and gestured for the creature. "I think that's true." He chuckled some, finally realizing how displeased his youngling companion had been. She slunk from her hiding place and dropped down on his shoulders. He opened his light jacket for her, and she crawled in and pressed against his chest. Red images flashed in his mind, and he laughed. "She's threatening me." He gave to Henry, the corners of his eyes wrinkling.
Grabbing his turkey and slinging it over his shoulder, Eira propped with the other arm, Noah set out into the rain. He stayed with Henry enough for the eagle to show him the way. "I meant what I said before," Noah called out just before a clap of thunder, "that you could join me out on a larger expedition. I'll teach you more, if you want."
then I'm willing to
wait for it
wait for it
