Noah
Losing track of time, the other side of midnight
Don't know how it hit us so hard
Don't know how it hit us so hard
Polar bear Noah was just as determined to move this moose on the sled as he had been dragging it across the tundra. He felt the weight ease around his shoulders as Sah assisted him with his magic, and it was another time that Noah wished he could share his mind with the Wild Thunder over the attuned bond. The Citadel walls and towers dotted the vast, rolling ice in the distance and Noah's head perked up slightly. It wouldn't be much longer before they were there, with his strength and Sah's magic.
Indeed, it took only a few hours for the men to reach the wall of the city. Noah shifted and shook his body out, his breath coming in great white puffs. "Thanks for your help, Sah. Take some of this moose." He gestured at the front quarter, and as he looked to the younger man his lifted brow and serious expression left no room for argument. "I'll pop home and get something warm started for us." He smiled then, ready to shift again and take the sled back if Sah agreed.
Something 'bout the way you're pausing all the chaos
