Hoshor Plains i've got that sunrise energy

a light laugh echos his friend's at the mention of the tea's unpleasant taste. he watches as she drinks and lifts her head with a twisted expression, and only ushers a light giggle to himself in return.

he stripped away another piece of flesh when her questions reached his ears. he paused for a moment, before a smile teased the edge of his lips. "my homeland is of warm shores, even during the chill of winter. it is a place of sanctuary, and of peace." saltlight had never know of war or the frosted bite of winter.

as for why he'd returned, "do you remember the place where we first met?" he asked, hoping she'd be able to recall the scorched woodland. "i felt it called to me," he began while lifting a paw to place on his chest. "it called to my heart, to breathe life back into that which had died." he paused, magma eyes searching hers for understanding.

"it called to me as home."