Spreading Your Love From The Tip Of A Sword [AW]
03-06-2017, 01:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-06-2017, 02:00 PM by Ásvor.)
Ásvor considered her name for another long moment, repeating it silently in her mind. "Dís means goddess, doesn't it?" she asked after a moment of consideration, lifting her gaze only briefly to eye her new companion. The methodical rhythm of the digging was soothing, she realized, and she was grateful to let her mind sink away for the time being. It wasn't long before she looked back down to the hole they had started to carve out together, already bigger than she had expected it to be. "Don't tell me you're some kind of goddess, sent to tempt me.." Her demeanor had lightened a bit, and a cheeky grin pulled at her features as she eyed Valdís sideways again.
She wondered if this woman had some connection to her own family. If not by blood, by culture, perhaps? Her name had a strong ring to it and she realized now part of it was a word she'd heard many times before. The thought of being among wolves that shared even a sliver of her culture was.. enthralling, and she found it hard to keep her eyes from straying back to her every so often. Thinking of her family was a bit depressing at times though, since she missed spending time with them and wasn't sure when that might change. She was happy to change the subject for the time being.
"I've been studying a bit of healing on my travels," she admitted, hoping her voice didn't betray the fact that she had been learning considerably less than she wished. "What about you, Valdís?" Other than fighting, of course. The question was a genuine one.The thought of finding someone to spar with sounded pretty tempting too. While she felt she had enough spark to defend herself if she needed, she really didn't know how good she was at fighting, and she wanted to be. "Have you spent much time in the northern lands?" The yearling raised her brows, eyeing her inquisitively. "It's pretty nice up there." Ásvor had always enjoyed the bitter cold of her homelands, the large stretches of snow and ice for miles around. She really did miss it.
She wondered if this woman had some connection to her own family. If not by blood, by culture, perhaps? Her name had a strong ring to it and she realized now part of it was a word she'd heard many times before. The thought of being among wolves that shared even a sliver of her culture was.. enthralling, and she found it hard to keep her eyes from straying back to her every so often. Thinking of her family was a bit depressing at times though, since she missed spending time with them and wasn't sure when that might change. She was happy to change the subject for the time being.
"I've been studying a bit of healing on my travels," she admitted, hoping her voice didn't betray the fact that she had been learning considerably less than she wished. "What about you, Valdís?" Other than fighting, of course. The question was a genuine one.The thought of finding someone to spar with sounded pretty tempting too. While she felt she had enough spark to defend herself if she needed, she really didn't know how good she was at fighting, and she wanted to be. "Have you spent much time in the northern lands?" The yearling raised her brows, eyeing her inquisitively. "It's pretty nice up there." Ásvor had always enjoyed the bitter cold of her homelands, the large stretches of snow and ice for miles around. She really did miss it.
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