Blacktail Deer Plateau Quite The Goofball

his mouth firmed in a grimace as he nodded, trying to keep the thoughts of choking salt and turbulent waves at bay. he had mostly moved on, mentally, from the experience--but every so often, he drifted off to sleep and woke from dreams of water surging over him, pulling him deeper and deeper. . .

"not fun," he agreed, his tone a little clipped. then, adroitly recovering his good humor, he smiled and said, "yes, grayday is wonderful. we'd be lost without him, probably."

aditya then let out a faint hum at Engel's next query, thinking it over. he had never really considered what his role was here. devoted member? lover to dawn? it seemed pretty all-encompassing. "a little bit of this, a little bit of that," he finally said. "i love to travel, so i suppose i'm sort of a scout for the pack. i spend a lot of time on the borders."