More Debris Than You Can Sort Through In One Go [Ásvor]

Asvor felt invigorated now with the possibility of gaining some knowledge and training from this pack. It wasn't perfect, but she knew the gods had their plans and that someday it would all make itself apparent to them both. For now, she was happy to take advantage of whatever opportunities were available to her. She could definitely relate to her sister's words about being on her own softening her ambition; she nodded quiet agreement. "I feel similar. I used to have such a drive for learning more about herbs and their uses, but it can be discouraging being on your own without much guidance."  Perhaps Dauntless would be beneficial for them both and give them some kind of direction that they'd lost.

Watching surprise paint Naudir's face made her grin widen, her expression amused. She didn't think Katja would ever feel comfortable in such a pack either, but perhaps their other siblings might entertain the idea. She wondered if Alfrun would have any insight into such an endeavor. Surely the gods would give her, of all the Finnvi children, some direction. The light mood seemed to shift after a moment, and Asvor couldn't quite place the source of the change. She seemed less thrilled now, suggesting they walk together and talk. Asvor offered a shrug. "Sure, sister," she offered with an easy smile, moving to walk at her side down the shoreline - wondering what could possibly be weighing on her mind.