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07-10-2019, 08:57 PM
Viviane shifted uncomfortably when Artur pointed out that Aurielle could very well kick them out. "She wouldn't do that," she protested. "We wouldn't be hurting anyone." But she thought about the meeting, and how Aurielle had said that anyone who said something bad about their allies or jeopardized their standing with them would be severely punished. After a moment's thought Viv admitted to herself that it would be fair for someone else to judge their proposed actions as jeopardizing Valhalla's standing with Abaven, and she drooped at the realization. She didn't want to be kicked out of Valhalla. It was home. But she'd already committed to this course - she knew they needed training if they were going to be able to help their pack. Geoffrey said he was willing to take the risk. Viviane didn't say anything more, but she was clearly troubled.
Artur asked them their input on something to gift Abaven to soothe any suspicious feelings. Geoffrey suggested hunting for them. Viv tilted her head thoughtfully. While she wasn't a hunter by nature, she was competent enough to keep herself fed. Between the three of them, particularly with as large and physical as Artur was, they'd be able to take down something reasonably sized. "They don't have asses over there I don't think," she said softly. "Or oryx. Because they don't have deserts. It's a long way to pull something but it might be worth it to offer them something unusual that they couldn't hunt themselves. Artur won't mind pulling it," she added, barely refraining from sticking her tongue out at the oldest boy. He'd started this, he could do the heavy lifting. "Maybe some furs too? We have more than we need and some of the predator furs are really pretty." The wash of sadness and grief that swept her at the thought of those beautiful furs their mother used to bring back from battles with predators was a familiar feeling now and brought no tears, though she sighed out a soft, sad sigh before continuing. "Mom would have wanted us to be able to get training. She'd be happy to know we were able to get it because of the furs she brought us."
Artur asked them their input on something to gift Abaven to soothe any suspicious feelings. Geoffrey suggested hunting for them. Viv tilted her head thoughtfully. While she wasn't a hunter by nature, she was competent enough to keep herself fed. Between the three of them, particularly with as large and physical as Artur was, they'd be able to take down something reasonably sized. "They don't have asses over there I don't think," she said softly. "Or oryx. Because they don't have deserts. It's a long way to pull something but it might be worth it to offer them something unusual that they couldn't hunt themselves. Artur won't mind pulling it," she added, barely refraining from sticking her tongue out at the oldest boy. He'd started this, he could do the heavy lifting. "Maybe some furs too? We have more than we need and some of the predator furs are really pretty." The wash of sadness and grief that swept her at the thought of those beautiful furs their mother used to bring back from battles with predators was a familiar feeling now and brought no tears, though she sighed out a soft, sad sigh before continuing. "Mom would have wanted us to be able to get training. She'd be happy to know we were able to get it because of the furs she brought us."