Making Things Homey

*Naudir* · 11-10-2017, 06:17 PM

Naudir gazed out to the north as Branwen nuzzled her neck. A winter storm was building but she still had time to secure a few things before she needed to hunker in her den. Scrambling down the mountainside she made her way toward the location she'd found an elk shed. She'd left it for the time being, not knowing if she would have a place for it but her den search had been fruitful. She'd managed to find a good sized, shallow cave whose opening faced to the east. She'd enjoy the sunlight streaming in to wake her and the shade in the summer afternoons.

Nimble and deft Naudir moved swiftly down to elk shed. Eyeing it for a moment she reached out her jaws and carefully took hold of it. It took a careful touch for her to balance it but soon she was trotting along, doing her best not to scrape the antlers along ground.

As she neared her den she spied the sultry form of the strange blue spirit she'd first met at the battlefield. Gingerly Naudir set the antlers down and padded closer to where the spirit-touched woman was dwelling. "Good afternoon, taking in the last bit of sun before the storm moves in?"

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