Don't Ever Play With Guns

"well" Dutch pulled a thoughtful face before it broke to a grin. "if we spent less time hiding from the weather, we'd get more done, ja?" so he was looking to work out a bit? couldn't blame him, really. she was utterly bored walking around camp. Valkyrie had big plans with the captives and the more she thought about it, the less she wanted anything to do with them. she was a free woman, and she valued her freedom. she knew someone would be against them holding captives.

especially if the captives had any family or powerful friends. they could come after the Hjarrandi easily. they were such a little group, Dutch was surprised the captives didn't try to escape. she'd roll her shoulders at the man's question. "I guess I'm tired of being cooped up in camp, Eldi" she answered honestly "I'm waiting for my leather to be ready so I can work on some armor and it's taking too damn long. and lo and behold; you provided an outlet. wanna spar?" she asked him bluntly.

he didn't have to but she was ready to go. do something, do anything, to strive the boredom away. a gentle rain began to signal the approaching storm, baring down on the earth at their paws. Dutch would look skyward, chuckling. "no time like the present for a good tussle in the rain"

"speak."