Noe
If you fail to plan, you plan to fail
Strategy sets the scene for the tale
Strategy sets the scene for the tale
For a moment, something akin to jealousy spiked in the young woman as she felt Sol begin to defend Sohalia. Really? The Luminary had gotten to her, too? But then Sol admitted to only having met her the one time, and Noe relaxed. "Yeah, she seems all nice and innocent," Noe confided, leaning closer as though sharing a secret. "But I've never seen Koa so upset about anyone before, and the other guy, Jude? He was a fucking disaster when I met him, and from what he told me, the whole situation just seemed really fucked up." She sighed, frustration clear in her knitted brow. "I don't know, Sol. It's just - do we really want somebody who can't even sort their personal life out leading Stormbreak? I mean, with Safrin gone and everything, who knows what's coming?"
She quieted as Sol examined the prints, watching her friend with curiosity. A pup sounded cute, even if she didn't love the idea of meeting the rest of the pack - but if there was no pack? She frowned. "But if there's no pack, and it's just a pup, what's it doing alone?" she asked. That didn't seem right. Noe may not have had the primal instincts of her best friend, but even she knew that most wild canines ran in packs.
She quieted as Sol examined the prints, watching her friend with curiosity. A pup sounded cute, even if she didn't love the idea of meeting the rest of the pack - but if there was no pack? She frowned. "But if there's no pack, and it's just a pup, what's it doing alone?" she asked. That didn't seem right. Noe may not have had the primal instincts of her best friend, but even she knew that most wild canines ran in packs.
I'm the wind in our free-flowing sails
And the liquor in our cocktails
And the liquor in our cocktails
