Ripe for the Picking
07-28-2018, 10:59 AM
With long, purposeful strides Valkyrie crossed into the northernmost point of Boreas. This, she knew instinctively, was the land her grandfather had told her about. He'd compared it to an old cow elk lagging behind the herd. The right hunters would bring it down with ease. With ease she'd take what she liked from this land and its occupants. She'd make her name here and in no time at all the stories of her would flow back home like a river to the sea. Her ancestors would be proud. She paused beside a snow dotted caribou carcass. Valkyrie hadn't killed it, but now, with no other creature in sight, it was hers. She'd make a meal of it tonight and then be on her way. The journey had been long and hard, and she was more than happy to take shortcuts whenever possible. Using her claws to grip the frozen hide, Valkyrie tore into the caribou hungrily. Her pace was languid and unhurried. She neither feared the rightful owner of the kill nor felt the need to rush through the meal and move on to more important things. Everything happened in due time. Today a stolen meal, tomorrow the Finnvi name rose again. |
This character has a noticeable Icelandic accent!
Valkyrie also has a female melanistic japanese macaque named Inga. Unless she's mentioned IC it's safe to assume she's not with her master.
It can be assumed that Valkyrie has a bear skull mask hanging from a strap around her neck at all times.