Spreading Your Love From The Tip Of A Sword [AW]

Perhaps stealing a scrap of food would be easier, and far more reasonable -- at least then she could run. She'd rather find makeshift shelter than have to actually run someone off of their own claimed territory even if it only consisted of a small den. Truthfully Ásvor hadn't learned much in the ways of fighting, and figured she shouldn't learn by initiating a random fight. Probably wasn't the best course of action. Somehow she hoped she could gain the trust of someone and convinced them to give her some lessons, but it'd been hard enough to learn about healing that way, let alone something as involved as fighting. "Sounds like a plan to me, too," she agreed, appreciating her new acquaintance straightforward attitude. She was glad to not have to guess what her companion was thinking... or so she thought. Made things infinitely easier.

"Valdís. Nice name." She spoke honesty, not trying to flatter but stating what was a simple fact to her. It was a nice name -- it had a hard edge that rolled nicely off her tongue, reminding her of the languages her mother had taught her. Sadly she hadn't practiced any of them for a long time, since the wolves in these lands spoke mainly one, it seemed. She wondered how rusty the words would sound on her tongue once she spoke them again. She was glad as she moved aside, happily setting to dig into the soft dirt, unconcerned with the dirt that flew up from beneath her paws to litter parts of her white coat with each movement.

"Yep, I'm a wanderer too," she admitted after a moment, figuring there was no harm in sharing that information. Lying about it would be foolish, anyway, as she carried no pack scent. "Used to live in the far north with my family, but it seems... the world had other plans for us." Weirdly, she wasn't interested in mouthing off to this girl and thought better than to delve into sharing information about her gods and the fact that they had other plans for the Finnvi family, it seemed. "Thought about looking for them again soon now that the weather's getting better." Tracking scents in the north was hard in the brutal midst of winter, among the ever-falling snow drifts, though with spring now here she thought it might be a good time to venture back to her homelands.