DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
Considering the amount of time Deimos and Hotaru had spent mocking the local wildlife, the Sword could see how it might’ve easily appeased anyone in their youth. The mysterious, enigmatic sway of maneuvering brambles, the way nothing was ever quite the same, the lure and enticement of whatever else could remain in those depths, completely unbothered if they were lost for a few hours. Had there been anything like the Labyrinth in the Moonlit Tides, their parents would’ve had an even more exhausting time with their offspring. “Plenty of distractions there,” and he nodded along, permitting a huff of a laugh that ranged in degrees against the cavern walls.Long strides and pensive silence, other than Belial’s flapping wings as they unfurled or the idle tapping of his hooves, didn’t leave the Warden expecting the next inquiry. Brow arching, he turned to glance her way, the answer already readily available in his mind – because it’d always been amidst the forefront. “Safety, strength. Always with a means to defend itself.” Hence why he trained so diligently with the Shields, and why they’d been a prevalent force during the war. “Improving quality of life.” Hence the springs mission at the moment. “And there is the connection with Stormbreak, if they ever find themselves a leader.” Pausing, he inclined his head once more. “Do you see places for improvements?”
Unite and spread the heart apart
