We Are Stained with the Blood of Stars
Deity and Dutch
06-30-2019, 12:58 PM
Dutch's own mole-like nose wrinkled at the obvious anger and frustration coming off the other wolf. "for now, yeah" there was no telling if the members of Hjarrandi were close by or not. she was still too new to them to make many allies among the band, so she was confident she hadn't been followed. especially because they were worried the poor little dwarf'd get lost on her own. the thought made her scoff. "I don't think anyone else is here." the other woman was obviously paranoid whether or not others were nearby. and seeing as she didn't own this land... the dwarf settled more comfortably next to the pool. she didn't seem affected by the sulfuric tang. this was nothing. try digging around in the dirt so much that your next generation was mud-colored. you were raised in the dirt. you ate dirt. you groomed yourself with it. ores and shiny stones aside, she was a digger. a miner. the surface had plenty of amazing smells, but nothing compared to the smithies. " and who're you anyway? don't belong to a pack here, do ya?" she'd ask, lifting her head. |