Nocturne

*Artemis* · 03-15-2017, 10:41 AM

Artemis considered it a small victory that Ruthgar seemed to be pushed far enough out of his comfort zone that he was beginning to give in to her constant badgering. She smiled to herself, restraining a cackle. Progress! His accent was a little difficult, sure, but Mithras had made sure he and his sister's could speak both this common tongue and the language of their homeland too, so she knew what it was like to have difficulty assimilating into a new environment. Mithras had told her tales of trying to communicate after he had first swam to these shores, and she wasn't about to point out that Ruthgar was anything less than normal. Come on, as if she had any room to speak.

He spoke well of the Steppe, and Artemis would admit that she had spent the majority of her efforts focused on the maw. He probably had a point, and the comparatively flat ground would be much easier to hunt on, but this harsher landscape called to her. She was already enraptured with the intensity of it's beauty, and it's danger. She was resilient, and she had faith in herself that she would be able to find a meal here, she'd just have to be a bit more clever about it. There were fearsome horned sheep and smaller mountain goats as well. Elk preferred the lowlands and conifer forests to bed down in, and the valley's were sure to offer her at least something. Brisk mountain streams promised her trout and other fish as well. She could not restrain a cackle. "Why Ruthgar, I do believe you've just laid a challenge down for me. I have no choice but to accept!" She laughed again, taking in a deep breath of cold mountain air. She paused then, and turned back to him and an ever-widening smile. "Unless of course you're trying to horde this beautiful range all for yourself?"

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