[Training] woke up to all white

"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" Sah grinned, pocketing the little wolf. "Thank you." The little figure was going on his fireplace, the best vantage place in the house. The former canine listened to Deimos's advice, nodding his head. Mastering simultaneous control and power. That was certainly a goal to strive for, one that would require further practice for sure. Hopefully Sah would be able to manage it before any serious conflict. His brows furrowed slightly at the thought. There wasn't much time. Watching Deimos repair the area, Sah began to speak, his tone taking on a sudden seriousness. "You've met the old gods, right? What are they like?" Swallowing slightly, Sah gave some background to his unprompted inquiry. "With the war that's approaching, I'm finding myself divided. I have people I wish to protect among all the races. I'm loyal to none of the gods, old or new. I just want to protect the people I care about." He paused, eyes meeting Deimos'. "How can I do that if I have people on both fronts?" He then asked the question that had been plaguing his mind since the tension first began to peak. "And how is the elimination of the Ascended, which seems to be one of the goals of the old gods, anything but genocide?" His tone wasn't accusing or harsh, his words colored with solemnness and exhaustion. Sah hated this war and it hadn't even begun. 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