NOAH
I wait and tell myself "life ain't chess,"
STill new to this world, formed out of celestial energy and and almighty touch by Vi, the unicorn was curious. More curious than cautious, it seemed, as he accepted the stranger. The grey stallion took another step towards Fox to sniff at his chest, his sword-like horn dangerously close to the Ancient’s face (though, the unicorn was oblivious to this being dangerous). Noah let his thoughts roll over the unicorn, and snorting some the companion moved away from them to graze.
”I definitely don’t want to do anything to piss off the locals.” Noah agreed, and took the advice Fox gave seriously. He did not want to come in, high and mighty, as if a savior complex rules his life and the Hollowed Grounds simply could not live without Vi’s demigod. ”I’m Noah, by the way.”
But no one comes in and yes, you're alone...
