DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
He made an additional notation to the hues and colors of the lizards’ forms. “Are they like the molten tigers?” Affixed elementally – in patterns and hues reminding them of coin and metal. “Interesting. You would think they would want to blend in more.” If their natures were as Sah said, shy, not bold; maybe the striking hues were meant as defense and camouflage amongst the foliage, rather than ferns and leaves. His brows furrowed slightly, though not out of frustration, but curiosity and confusion. He hadn’t heard of animals peddling amongst and amidst people before. Some could be compelled by those with Attuned proportions running in their veins, he’d done it many times, or amongst companions – but not with the wildlife itself. “I wonder what the purpose was,” not thinking, nor processing, that some individuals might have yearned for the tunes for the simple sake of entertainment. “It does not sound like we will add them to our collection of monsters,” and he laughed slightly, though the reverberations were quiet in the place of not wishing to disturb the wyrms. “But to the journals, at least.”
Unite and spread the heart apart
