NOAH
Noah had not been hunting, but to say that his scent might have made any luxere high tail it would be untrue. He moved unbiasedly, needing to know the perimeter of this new place. He did nothing to hide himself because there was no need for it in his mind. This was a place of the wilds, and Noah was unaware of anyone else aside from he and his friends using it as a safe haven.
He had been mistaken to think he was the only cat living here.
Having circled back in on his own tracks, towards where he had last seen the tangle of bushes he thought would work well for a gift for Cordelia, Noah caught sight of the black cat. The lynx paused, one paw lifted midstep. Blue eyes watched the approaching creature quizzically. It was quite out of place in this snowy landscape, more suited to a home like Torchline. No confusion truly grasped at Noah's mind, because he came to his own conclusion. Hello! he called out amiably over the bond, standing his ground.
how far have we come, too far to throw away the past
will you be there waiting for me?
will you be there waiting for me?
