Cordelia
His voice echoed through her head clearly. It was softly spoken, barely a caress against her inner thoughts, the information swirling through her head and intermingling with her own. Cordelia pursed her lips, resisting the urge to lick them despite how they wished for moisture with the Deepfrost chill drying them out, eyes scanning the horizon as she took in the plan. Given that she couldn't fly yet it would have to be Deimos who went to scout. The Attuned could shift into her Luxere form, but that might spook the small herd.
For now she would wait with Noah for a confirmation. Her gloved fingers curled around her bow, holding to it tightly as she drew in a deep breath, the icy air filling her lungs with a familiar ache. The anticipation of a hunt bubbled under her skin, trickling along the shared bond, one of the few things she let loose as they waited.
Delia waits until it's time to push!
For now she would wait with Noah for a confirmation. Her gloved fingers curled around her bow, holding to it tightly as she drew in a deep breath, the icy air filling her lungs with a familiar ache. The anticipation of a hunt bubbled under her skin, trickling along the shared bond, one of the few things she let loose as they waited.
Delia waits until it's time to push!
Say something, something like you love me
Less you want to move away from the noise of this place
Less you want to move away from the noise of this place
