DEIMOS
the resurrected sword
Understandable, given the nature of their lives. So he nodded, contemplating nothing else in particular on the subject. If defenses were needed, if there were other things in mind, then it would come to fruition sooner or later.
Besides, there were distractions to be had. And how many times had he been told to seize moments, rather than sit and sink into derision, into the past? Sauntering downwards, massive paws inclined over rocks and stones, shifting them along with the current, turning over various gray, brown, and plain, dulled hues. Nothing signifying anything special, anything unique, anything eye-catching, worth bringing to the surface.
Except a little, light goldened tinge. Believing it to be a fish’s scales at first, the tiger only tilted his head, swiping a claw at it, before realizing what it was. Content, satisfied, he plucked the gilded stone from the shallower reaches, and broke through the rivulet’s veneer, massive ivory head bobbing over the surface. Found one, by way of announcement.
Besides, there were distractions to be had. And how many times had he been told to seize moments, rather than sit and sink into derision, into the past? Sauntering downwards, massive paws inclined over rocks and stones, shifting them along with the current, turning over various gray, brown, and plain, dulled hues. Nothing signifying anything special, anything unique, anything eye-catching, worth bringing to the surface.
Except a little, light goldened tinge. Believing it to be a fish’s scales at first, the tiger only tilted his head, swiping a claw at it, before realizing what it was. Content, satisfied, he plucked the gilded stone from the shallower reaches, and broke through the rivulet’s veneer, massive ivory head bobbing over the surface. Found one, by way of announcement.
still standing
not because you can
but because you have to
